<?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-6492900028084851910</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:22:51.995-05:00</updated><category term='Fall 2008'/><title type='text'>FullerTown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>253</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6686191271196773505</id><published>2011-09-26T08:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T08:51:52.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Since I posted last, we have done a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a little getaway. It had to be the funnest little getaway we have ever been on. We promised we would go back next year.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656645630117518754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWwS8e5qTPo/ToBxOvtrnaI/AAAAAAAABA4/8L2czsBRk9A/s320/165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach for our family vacation. We even were able to meet up with a member of our family we don't see often while there. He let the little Fullers introduce him to the idea of being buried in the sand.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656645632060240210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVinJhAGNAA/ToBxO283MVI/AAAAAAAABBA/rK1OMgpNEPA/s320/318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have done a little re-modeling project upstairs which required us to do this for about four nights.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656645633357886146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XMwSG3T4Dck/ToBxO7yPssI/AAAAAAAABBI/CI_elCbwNN4/s320/Summer%2B2011%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three oldest little Fullers started school. Wow! As you can see, Luke Duke started third grade. Miss Anna Brooke started first grade. And, the baby girl Sarah Belle started Kindergarten. Everyone is having a good year so far. Today is the 22&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; day of school and we are getting back in our groove nicely.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656645634746106146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Pk4TZx_vGE/ToBxPA9OQSI/AAAAAAAABBQ/_0YrkI8HLp0/s320/Summer%2B2011%2B046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we celebrated a certain cutie's FOURTH birthday. He has never been happier to have a birthday party with his friends. Paul started &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K the day after his birthday. He is such a happy little boy. The Lord was good to us when he blessed us with Paul. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FullerTown&lt;/span&gt; would not be complete without him.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhAUo_ZPV5s/ToBxPTZiqYI/AAAAAAAABBY/ooa8vk0JfeE/s1600/PBF%2B4th%2Bbday%2B136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656645639696722306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhAUo_ZPV5s/ToBxPTZiqYI/AAAAAAAABBY/ooa8vk0JfeE/s320/PBF%2B4th%2Bbday%2B136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We hope you have a good day, week and month. I will try to post before then but cannot make any promises.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until next time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6686191271196773505?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6686191271196773505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6686191271196773505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6686191271196773505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6686191271196773505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/09/since-i-posted-last-we-have-done-lot-of.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWwS8e5qTPo/ToBxOvtrnaI/AAAAAAAABA4/8L2czsBRk9A/s72-c/165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-1039488438226943697</id><published>2011-07-23T08:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T08:59:21.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy!</title><content type='html'>Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to start. (I write as I make waffles for the little Fullers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except to say that we have been BUSY. BUSY. BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say we have been busy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with the last week of school we have been GOING non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one span of eight days we drove 2000 miles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are finally all back home and happy to be here. Except that it is HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like- 104 degrees HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Back to the subject of {BUSY}].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have one more trip to make this summer and we are looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go! The waffles are ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-1039488438226943697?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/1039488438226943697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=1039488438226943697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1039488438226943697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1039488438226943697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/07/busy.html' title='Busy!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6946408659784517259</id><published>2011-05-30T16:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T06:30:46.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Musings</title><content type='html'>We have been re-visiting some basic housekeeping with the little Fullers lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut the door after you come in or go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your trash (aka p&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opsicle&lt;/span&gt; papers) in the garbage can, not on the floor or in the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flush the toilet after you use it. (So sorry--just keeping it real here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your dirty clothes in the well-marked clothes hampers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the water INSIDE the shower and/or tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, we are preparing for our second cook-out of the weekend. Patrick walks by the back doors and sees the broom on the patio. He asked, "Who put the broom on the patio and didn't bring it in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke never missed a beat and said, "Daddy, It's OK to be different!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, everyone burst into laughter. Including Daddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6946408659784517259?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6946408659784517259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6946408659784517259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6946408659784517259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6946408659784517259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/05/latest-musings.html' title='Latest Musings'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-7145032129401535763</id><published>2011-04-02T07:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T07:21:03.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!  I'm here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a wonder to me that anyone still reads this little blog! So much has happened since February, the last time I posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There have been school award ceremonies.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590943790924020898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qw8woqrrQLA/TZcFwXkzvKI/AAAAAAAABAE/yUQqtLkSjXc/s320/P1100283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590943792172706578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PGfsU9ZX48U/TZcFwcOhKxI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jVRhqi6Gnwo/s320/P1100272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was so much more--however, today is Opening Day of baseball and tee-ball. We are excited in FullerTown!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come back for more pictures later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-7145032129401535763?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/7145032129401535763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=7145032129401535763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7145032129401535763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7145032129401535763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-back-im-here.html' title='I&apos;m back!  I&apos;m here!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qw8woqrrQLA/TZcFwXkzvKI/AAAAAAAABAE/yUQqtLkSjXc/s72-c/P1100283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-5396530568705070246</id><published>2011-02-21T09:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T10:04:16.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Upward Cheerleading</title><content type='html'>Once again, our girls have enjoyed Upward Cheerleading!  They learn the cutest cheers and make some new friends along the way.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wjg48o2z6A/TWJ7yNegCyI/AAAAAAAAA_0/nQU-lV-IUY4/s1600/100_1962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576155391179361058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wjg48o2z6A/TWJ7yNegCyI/AAAAAAAAA_0/nQU-lV-IUY4/s320/100_1962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During halftime, they go out on the court and so a few cheers.  Then they go to the other court and do some cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WkX5iSxgD5o/TWJ7x5SFfrI/AAAAAAAAA_s/c1ZA5VVPq8Q/s1600/100_1981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576155385758580402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WkX5iSxgD5o/TWJ7x5SFfrI/AAAAAAAAA_s/c1ZA5VVPq8Q/s320/100_1981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, they turn around toward the parents and cheer.  We love it when they do this!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576155367860572210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SUsb_FLmkFM/TWJ7w2m3kDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/2we2dl3bilg/s320/100_1974.JPG" /&gt;After the games, the girls earn a star for their efforts that day.  Different colors mean different things.  This game, Anna Brooke earned the blue Leadership star.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NeQ3l24afDc/TWJ7x40siVI/AAAAAAAAA_k/irShOvOwplU/s1600/100_1983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576155385635309906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NeQ3l24afDc/TWJ7x40siVI/AAAAAAAAA_k/irShOvOwplU/s320/100_1983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, Sarah Belle earned the white Christlike star.  She was not feeling good, but cheered her best anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ou0mHBAPgOo/TWJ7xNeX8jI/AAAAAAAAA_c/4Pwi_bkHAhI/s1600/100_1984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576155373998961202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ou0mHBAPgOo/TWJ7xNeX8jI/AAAAAAAAA_c/4Pwi_bkHAhI/s320/100_1984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so thankful for this ministry.  The little Fullers love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-5396530568705070246?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/5396530568705070246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=5396530568705070246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5396530568705070246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5396530568705070246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/02/upward-cheerleading.html' title='Upward Cheerleading'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wjg48o2z6A/TWJ7yNegCyI/AAAAAAAAA_0/nQU-lV-IUY4/s72-c/100_1962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-991943307750145479</id><published>2011-02-14T08:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T08:41:21.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last weekend, we made Valentine cookies. I spent most of Friday in the kitchen rolling out cookie dough. We made all sizes of heart cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, on Friday evening after dinner, we decorated them. To say that we had fun making a mess would be an understatement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made icing in several colors and put some in decorating bags and thinner icing in squirt bottles.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05-5jzQuo7g/TVktQE4rm5I/AAAAAAAAA_E/QV5jm8LB2f4/s1600/P1100180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573535768060337042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05-5jzQuo7g/TVktQE4rm5I/AAAAAAAAA_E/QV5jm8LB2f4/s320/P1100180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paul was so cute making his cookies. He put some icing on top in no particular design. He had a very fun time.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-br1yXwjm6F4/TVksXebPSuI/AAAAAAAAA-8/etzPsnlSFCQ/s1600/100_2038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573534795663624930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-br1yXwjm6F4/TVksXebPSuI/AAAAAAAAA-8/etzPsnlSFCQ/s320/100_2038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah Belle tried her best to make beautiful cookies. She did really good making her cookies look so sweet, just like she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573537387531439410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMsUJVEu-bQ/TVkuuV4rjTI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Goet6lANsTM/s320/100_2043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna Brooke made her cookies extra fancy.  She embellished every one with sprinkles or some fancy decorating skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZCagX_VzXM/TVksWXxgvyI/AAAAAAAAA-s/XzAZVM-z45M/s1600/100_2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573534776698126114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZCagX_VzXM/TVksWXxgvyI/AAAAAAAAA-s/XzAZVM-z45M/s320/100_2049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke made his all abour sports.  Can you spot the basketball, football and basketball net??  he also made a tower of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W_XLoH0o09s/TVksWZFKFLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/X9s6u1lcth0/s1600/100_2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573534777048962226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W_XLoH0o09s/TVksWZFKFLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/X9s6u1lcth0/s320/100_2054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I gave it my best shot at decorating.  I tried several different tecniques and got pretty good at marbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DUMYiIXsHhw/TVksWKqTgUI/AAAAAAAAA-c/FYZ29faN2vs/s1600/100_2058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573534773178237250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DUMYiIXsHhw/TVksWKqTgUI/AAAAAAAAA-c/FYZ29faN2vs/s320/100_2058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had so much fun doing this.  The little Fullers want to do it again for Easter and all the holidays.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will let you know how it goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-991943307750145479?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/991943307750145479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=991943307750145479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/991943307750145479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/991943307750145479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-cookies.html' title='Valentine&apos;s cookies'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05-5jzQuo7g/TVktQE4rm5I/AAAAAAAAA_E/QV5jm8LB2f4/s72-c/P1100180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-4674446250268391881</id><published>2011-01-31T12:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T13:34:25.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Apple Adventure: Part 2</title><content type='html'>If you know anything about LifeWay VBS, you know that the music is always phenomenal. For 14 years now, a man named &lt;a href="http://www.jeffslaughter.com/"&gt;Jeff Slaughter &lt;/a&gt;has been contracting with LifeWay to write all of the music for VBS.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TUb1idlculI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/6LZ_rfv_5fo/s1600/100_1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568407961696254546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TUb1idlculI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/6LZ_rfv_5fo/s320/100_1922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were at the VBS Preview a few weeks ago, we were going down to the auditorium to see the VBS musical. The little Fullers were running down the ice-covered hill singing "Yes to VBS" as loud as they could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed a man up ahead of us also walking to the auditorium. I yelled at the little Fullers, "Red Light!" The man turned around toward me and laughed at my signal for them to stop. I recognized his voice and turned to Patrick, "That is Jeff Slaughter!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met at the bottom of the hill and talked for a quick minute. He expressed how proud he was to hear these little voices singing a song he wrote about Jesus. We reciprocated with praise for him using his gifts to write songs that children love to sing about Jesus.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TUb1h2v8qYI/AAAAAAAAA-I/dLLPE442vcY/s1600/100_1942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568407951271307650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TUb1h2v8qYI/AAAAAAAAA-I/dLLPE442vcY/s320/100_1942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met him the next day to have our picture taken with him. He loved Luke's energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TUb1hfxtYEI/AAAAAAAAA-A/zLmOK_oFlTs/s1600/100_1941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568407945104678978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TUb1hfxtYEI/AAAAAAAAA-A/zLmOK_oFlTs/s320/100_1941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He then took the time to speak a few encouraging words to Luke about living for Jesus. And using his energy to serve God.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TUb1hahKLbI/AAAAAAAAA94/4tduqpqa1V0/s1600/100_1940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568407943693086130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TUb1hahKLbI/AAAAAAAAA94/4tduqpqa1V0/s320/100_1940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He may not remember us, but we remember him! Luke went to Sunday School the next day and told all of his friends that he met the coolest man: the one who writes all of the songs for VBS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-4674446250268391881?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/4674446250268391881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=4674446250268391881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4674446250268391881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4674446250268391881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/01/big-apple-adventure-part-2.html' title='Big Apple Adventure: Part 2'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TUb1idlculI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/6LZ_rfv_5fo/s72-c/100_1922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3088956415200529826</id><published>2011-01-18T07:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T07:52:00.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Starlites!</title><content type='html'>On Friday afternoon, we traveled to Charlotte, NC for the Spirit of Hope Cheerleading Competition.  The girls are always excited about doing the routine.  Except that it is 6:45 in the AM when we have to be ready!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTqQqO7AtI/AAAAAAAAA9w/g2h8zalt3qk/s1600/P1100094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563329011645088466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTqQqO7AtI/AAAAAAAAA9w/g2h8zalt3qk/s320/P1100094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first stunt that the team does.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563329003788058978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTqQM9qQWI/AAAAAAAAA9g/iZToREd2vg8/s320/P1100106.JPG" /&gt;Then they divide and do two of these.  Anna Brooke is on the bottom and Sarah Belle helps C stand up!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTqQUHGi9I/AAAAAAAAA9o/nsQVMXA_C_A/s1600/P1100107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563329005706709970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTqQUHGi9I/AAAAAAAAA9o/nsQVMXA_C_A/s320/P1100107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTqQHwE8RI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/CfuXZVis5iw/s1600/P1100110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563329002388910354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTqQHwE8RI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/CfuXZVis5iw/s320/P1100110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTqP-M0oRI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/U_IJC_BJ1gA/s1600/P1100111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563328999825121554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTqP-M0oRI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/U_IJC_BJ1gA/s320/P1100111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then, this is the dance portion of the routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTo7j2ofaI/AAAAAAAAA9I/arLB-p2D3XY/s1600/P1100112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327549643718050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTo7j2ofaI/AAAAAAAAA9I/arLB-p2D3XY/s320/P1100112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the very last stunt.  Sarah Belle stands in the hands of Anna Brooke and K.  She then waves at the judges.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTo6xhT1QI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Y2RYvo4ASWM/s1600/P1100114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327536132510978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTo6xhT1QI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Y2RYvo4ASWM/s320/P1100114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Day 2 of the competition.  The girls are ready to go to the warm up room!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTo6rm18tI/AAAAAAAAA84/U_5ASg_Kuj0/s1600/P1100133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327534545105618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTo6rm18tI/AAAAAAAAA84/U_5ASg_Kuj0/s320/P1100133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole team on the stage waiting for the Awards Ceremony to begin.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTo6VWnpII/AAAAAAAAA8w/KmR4xS_NgAs/s1600/P1100138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327528571479170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTo6VWnpII/AAAAAAAAA8w/KmR4xS_NgAs/s320/P1100138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls were so happy to win 4th place.  This was huge considering this was such a large competition.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTo51RT6hI/AAAAAAAAA8o/ZEnMvA0Qel8/s1600/P1100151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327519959280146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTo51RT6hI/AAAAAAAAA8o/ZEnMvA0Qel8/s320/P1100151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so proud of Anna Brooke and Sarah Belle!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3088956415200529826?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3088956415200529826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3088956415200529826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3088956415200529826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3088956415200529826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/01/starlites.html' title='Starlites!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTqQqO7AtI/AAAAAAAAA9w/g2h8zalt3qk/s72-c/P1100094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3809770045256731825</id><published>2011-01-17T19:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T20:38:39.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Apple Adventure: Where Faith and Life Connect</title><content type='html'>We are so excited about VBS this year! A few weekends ago we attended a Preview event at Ridgecrest. We learned all about how to decorate, teach the lessons and the motions to the songs.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTby8Q_rJI/AAAAAAAAA8g/srWEAf1_4Bw/s1600/color%2Blogo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563313107926756498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTby8Q_rJI/AAAAAAAAA8g/srWEAf1_4Bw/s320/color%2Blogo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were there it was snowing and the little Fullers were very excited!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTbyfiocLI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/wsLWyF8wERo/s1600/1150253267_img_7222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563313100216103090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTbyfiocLI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/wsLWyF8wERo/s320/1150253267_img_7222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, the Mayor and Town Manager of FullerTown are pretty excited too!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTbx7ZBGxI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/_2n2iWyHMsU/s1600/1150253273_img_7226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563313090512100114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTbx7ZBGxI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/_2n2iWyHMsU/s320/1150253273_img_7226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3809770045256731825?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3809770045256731825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3809770045256731825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3809770045256731825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3809770045256731825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/01/big-apple-adventure-where-faith-and.html' title='Big Apple Adventure: Where Faith and Life Connect'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTTby8Q_rJI/AAAAAAAAA8g/srWEAf1_4Bw/s72-c/color%2Blogo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-2452124985117641435</id><published>2011-01-17T09:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T10:17:20.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at Hideaway Farms</title><content type='html'>We arrived at Hideaway Farms about midnight the evening of December 26th.  The next night, Monday, December 27, we opened gifts.  Aunt Ida is the 'Santa Claus' that passes out the gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the little Fullers are Ready!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTRTPk22CBI/AAAAAAAAA8I/rZN6NB5FCrA/s1600/100_1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563162966766258194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTRTPk22CBI/AAAAAAAAA8I/rZN6NB5FCrA/s320/100_1740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke was so excited to get his first BB gun!  He had no idea he was getting this but was thrilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Yes, we approved before it was purchased.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTRTPfsKBrI/AAAAAAAAA8A/fJh61Kh73AE/s1600/100_1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563162965379253938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTRTPfsKBrI/AAAAAAAAA8A/fJh61Kh73AE/s320/100_1758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna Brooke was so cute opening her gifts.  She wants to go to every adult and show them what she received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTRTPFRBztI/AAAAAAAAA74/iSMExun-ROM/s1600/100_1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563162958286147282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTRTPFRBztI/AAAAAAAAA74/iSMExun-ROM/s320/100_1746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul sat in his Daddy's lap the whole time.  He fits perfectly and is very comfortable there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTRTOzkOCAI/AAAAAAAAA7w/t31W3VbgZxM/s1600/100_1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563162953534801922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTRTOzkOCAI/AAAAAAAAA7w/t31W3VbgZxM/s320/100_1744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Belle gets so very excited about every gift!  Look! Pajamas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTRTOrRcpWI/AAAAAAAAA7o/UfbL_PIEukc/s1600/100_1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563162951308584290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTRTOrRcpWI/AAAAAAAAA7o/UfbL_PIEukc/s320/100_1745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas at Hideaway Farms is always a blast.  The children love being where they can roam, run and play without an adult telling them to stay away from the street.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, we all love being where it gets totally dark at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-2452124985117641435?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/2452124985117641435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=2452124985117641435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2452124985117641435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2452124985117641435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-at-hideaway-farms.html' title='Christmas at Hideaway Farms'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TTRTPk22CBI/AAAAAAAAA8I/rZN6NB5FCrA/s72-c/100_1740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-8064319013808235984</id><published>2011-01-13T09:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T10:20:36.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A White Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is what our house looked like around noon on Christmas Day...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561673686228579970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS8IwChKtoI/AAAAAAAAA7I/EONBPsB-N4c/s320/P1100057.JPG" /&gt;Can you see the snowflakes falling??&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561690200705212738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS8XxTvOIUI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Fg92Mgatg90/s320/P1100059.JPG" /&gt;And, this is what our house looked like 9 hours later...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS8IwcgXDrI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/73CV2GPH5pE/s1600/P1100085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561673693204516530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS8IwcgXDrI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/73CV2GPH5pE/s320/P1100085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what some excited little Fullers look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS8IwDdJ-WI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Tat74hYydAM/s1600/P1100087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561673686480189794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS8IwDdJ-WI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Tat74hYydAM/s320/P1100087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-8064319013808235984?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/8064319013808235984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=8064319013808235984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8064319013808235984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8064319013808235984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/01/white-christmas.html' title='A White Christmas'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS8IwChKtoI/AAAAAAAAA7I/EONBPsB-N4c/s72-c/P1100057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6047411022807405329</id><published>2011-01-13T05:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T09:10:05.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moulton Christmas</title><content type='html'>On Christmas afternoon it started snowing here in FullerTown. We headed to Moulton (Patrick's parents house) anyway. When we got there we opened our gifts and grazed from all the yummy snacks Nana had prepared. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561623381335817970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS7a_6MHPvI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0XxE7rYt_v0/s320/P1100063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561623392147198402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS7bAidv0cI/AAAAAAAAA7A/CZ9N_y4XOro/s320/P1100067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561623392551420226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS7bAj-HwUI/AAAAAAAAA64/XOilANVXpHs/s320/P1100069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561623386557871810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS7bANpJdsI/AAAAAAAAA6w/doLuByomHGU/s320/P1100065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561623380786320930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS7a_4JGliI/AAAAAAAAA6g/owSAFFIp7tA/s320/P1100076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we realized we had better get back to Greensboro before the snow was too bad. We were only there for three hours! I am glad we came back earlier because the roads were pretty rough the last 20 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6047411022807405329?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6047411022807405329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6047411022807405329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6047411022807405329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6047411022807405329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/01/moulton-christmas.html' title='A Moulton Christmas'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS7a_6MHPvI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0XxE7rYt_v0/s72-c/P1100063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-2096430137939749120</id><published>2011-01-12T14:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T05:48:44.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Luke was so happy to get his Duke blue music player that he wanted. He also received an air hockey table and some other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561620362043134162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS7YQKcpENI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/B2-zIDkuhPg/s320/100_1552.JPG" /&gt;Anna Brooke always loves digging into her stocking.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4E-qgZ79I/AAAAAAAAA6I/ceeM8YUlvzM/s1600/100_1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561388064457748434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4E-qgZ79I/AAAAAAAAA6I/ceeM8YUlvzM/s320/100_1534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah Belle was not expecting a Barbie scooter, but she loved it!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4E-eZ9_RI/AAAAAAAAA6A/97NAu7eH3-4/s1600/100_1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561388061209525522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4E-eZ9_RI/AAAAAAAAA6A/97NAu7eH3-4/s320/100_1509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paul loved his train table and train bedding. He has been playing with it every day!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4E99ZUmsI/AAAAAAAAA54/MqEV-c5rEak/s1600/100_1576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561388052348443330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4E99ZUmsI/AAAAAAAAA54/MqEV-c5rEak/s320/100_1576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We always have a special Christmas breakfast of egg, cheese and bacon casserole, muffins, orange juice and grits.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4E9sY66CI/AAAAAAAAA5w/FbgTxLK1org/s1600/100_1594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561388047783356450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4E9sY66CI/AAAAAAAAA5w/FbgTxLK1org/s320/100_1594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-2096430137939749120?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/2096430137939749120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=2096430137939749120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2096430137939749120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2096430137939749120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-morning-2010.html' title='Christmas Morning 2010'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS7YQKcpENI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/B2-zIDkuhPg/s72-c/100_1552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6155287874777244212</id><published>2011-01-12T14:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T14:34:55.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas The Night Before Christmas...</title><content type='html'>A few days before Christ, my Mom sent this book to the little Fullers.  It is her voice reading the children the story, &lt;em&gt;Twas the Night Before Christmas&lt;/em&gt;.  They LOVED hearing her voice read them a story.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561384026470313938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4BTn1Lb9I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/QLfHJT-J5PQ/s320/100_1427.JPG" /&gt;(Do you like my new floors?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the little Fullers posed for the ceremonious photo of them in the Christmas pajamas.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4BU7OHHbI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nHtShM2AFDk/s1600/100_1440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561384048855031218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4BU7OHHbI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nHtShM2AFDk/s320/100_1440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, they all sat with Daddy to listen to him read the Christmas Story from Luke 2.  (This photo was no small feat.  Just saying!)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4BUZdAaoI/AAAAAAAAA5g/6CXEu0HU1Fo/s1600/100_1448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561384039790701186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4BUZdAaoI/AAAAAAAAA5g/6CXEu0HU1Fo/s320/100_1448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, this photo was snapped.  And, I like it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4BUDEc63I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/e1wBXInTbHw/s1600/100_1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561384033782131570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4BUDEc63I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/e1wBXInTbHw/s320/100_1431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, all the little Fullers went to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6155287874777244212?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6155287874777244212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6155287874777244212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6155287874777244212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6155287874777244212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/01/twas-night-before-christmas.html' title='Twas The Night Before Christmas...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS4BTn1Lb9I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/QLfHJT-J5PQ/s72-c/100_1427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3322046692200158582</id><published>2011-01-12T14:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T14:24:31.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>On Christmas Eve, we have a Candlelight Service at church.  It ends with everyone lighting their candle with the help of their neighbor's light and singing &lt;em&gt;Silent Night&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561381299631283858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS3-05kF3pI/AAAAAAAAA44/lpsS_tm8yHw/s320/100_1382.JPG" /&gt;It was such a meaningful service; I look forward to it every year.  The little Fullers were excited to be a part of the Service as well.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561381295114572818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS3-0ovOVBI/AAAAAAAAA4w/sUY3AstFSQk/s320/100_1379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561381292427542130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS3-0eulfnI/AAAAAAAAA4o/8xUY-uwD8Yo/s320/100_1380.JPG" /&gt;Afterwards, we invited some friends over for snacks and singing.  The children walked around in circles until I felt sick to my stomach!  They thought it was so much fun!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561381303188502098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS3-1G0MtlI/AAAAAAAAA5A/TZX13pUP9vg/s320/100_1398.JPG" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;It was a fun night of remembering the real meaning of Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3322046692200158582?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3322046692200158582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3322046692200158582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3322046692200158582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3322046692200158582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TS3-05kF3pI/AAAAAAAAA44/lpsS_tm8yHw/s72-c/100_1382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6676981965457868562</id><published>2010-12-22T13:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T13:29:51.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Silliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRJDMN5yz2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/Cp8rcXyOz4c/s1600/100_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553575167670800226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRJDMN5yz2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/Cp8rcXyOz4c/s320/100_1334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRJDLxNGEZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/OJS1GPOqKZ4/s1600/100_1335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553575159967125906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRJDLxNGEZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/OJS1GPOqKZ4/s320/100_1335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRJDLc6EgAI/AAAAAAAAA4M/OIJjH06GOYs/s1600/100_1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553575154518622210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRJDLc6EgAI/AAAAAAAAA4M/OIJjH06GOYs/s320/100_1321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRJDLYxXwCI/AAAAAAAAA4E/NLGCeP6_7nw/s1600/100_1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553575153408393250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRJDLYxXwCI/AAAAAAAAA4E/NLGCeP6_7nw/s320/100_1318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRJDLKpN1II/AAAAAAAAA38/4ZHCkc1v1DM/s1600/100_1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553575149616092290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRJDLKpN1II/AAAAAAAAA38/4ZHCkc1v1DM/s320/100_1314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can imagine the amount of silly going on here in FullerTown. I thought I would share the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6676981965457868562?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6676981965457868562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6676981965457868562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6676981965457868562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6676981965457868562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-silliness.html' title='Christmas Silliness'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRJDMN5yz2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/Cp8rcXyOz4c/s72-c/100_1334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-1399017761411349799</id><published>2010-12-21T12:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:39:05.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Parties!!</title><content type='html'>My day started yesterday going to Luke's Christmas Party.  His class had brunch and then decorated gingerbread houses.  This was really fun for Luke.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553186347288233122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRDhj5GqBKI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Bmn8WH9VAjI/s320/100_1268.JPG" /&gt;Then Anna Brooke's class had a pizza party and made snowmen out of marshmallows, pretzels, and fruit roll-ups.  They also had a gift exchange.  She had a lot of fun.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRDhkLe-zlI/AAAAAAAAA30/vO8nisyE4fI/s1600/100_1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553186352222096978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRDhkLe-zlI/AAAAAAAAA30/vO8nisyE4fI/s320/100_1281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Then, last night the Starlights had thier Christmas party.  They played in the gym with beach balls, jump ropes and hula hoops.  They got to jump on the trampoline for an extra long time which was a blast.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRDhjYYNenI/AAAAAAAAA3k/z1YqH71Jj-0/s1600/100_1297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553186338503490162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRDhjYYNenI/AAAAAAAAA3k/z1YqH71Jj-0/s320/100_1297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they went into the party room and made reindeer out of cookies, frosting, a Nilla wafer, a red skittle and some pretzels.  They also had pizza for dinner and some Christmas cupcakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRDhjPcSWeI/AAAAAAAAA3c/MwwtZ8oCEv4/s1600/100_1301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553186336104667618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRDhjPcSWeI/AAAAAAAAA3c/MwwtZ8oCEv4/s320/100_1301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All in all, it was a very fun day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-1399017761411349799?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/1399017761411349799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=1399017761411349799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1399017761411349799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1399017761411349799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-parties.html' title='Christmas Parties!!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TRDhj5GqBKI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Bmn8WH9VAjI/s72-c/100_1268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-4174932788341181699</id><published>2010-12-18T18:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T19:32:14.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy Graham Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Friday, we had the most awesome Family Day. We left Greensboro about noon and headed south. We wanted to visit the &lt;a href="http://www.billygrahamlibrary.com/default.aspx"&gt;Billy Graham Library&lt;/a&gt;. I have wanted to visit at Christmastime just because I love Christmas decorations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It did not disappoint! We arrived about 3 pm and went inside for the Journey of Faith. This is what they call the tour all around the facility.  The Journey begins with Bessie the cow:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552179762470278962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TQ1OE8cnVzI/AAAAAAAAA3U/rAB_H0uf5bQ/s320/P1100015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The funniest thing she says is, "Billy Frank's hands sure were cold at 5:30 in the morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the Christmas Season, there is a live nativity complete with a camel, llama, several sheep and goats and some black animals that I couldn't identify!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TQ1L4k88lCI/AAAAAAAAA3E/YnEIrXETqW8/s1600/P1100030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552177350981751842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TQ1L4k88lCI/AAAAAAAAA3E/YnEIrXETqW8/s320/P1100030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then there were carriage rides with hot chocolate and cider.  That was a lot of fun!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a top ten day for our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-4174932788341181699?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/4174932788341181699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=4174932788341181699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4174932788341181699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4174932788341181699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/12/billy-graham-library.html' title='Billy Graham Library'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TQ1OE8cnVzI/AAAAAAAAA3U/rAB_H0uf5bQ/s72-c/P1100015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-5720932006297079037</id><published>2010-12-07T09:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:52:53.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa Claus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TP5KMjPlN-I/AAAAAAAAA2s/frhdfS4oRKw/s1600/P1090849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547953370446510050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TP5KMjPlN-I/AAAAAAAAA2s/frhdfS4oRKw/s320/P1090849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-5720932006297079037?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/5720932006297079037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=5720932006297079037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5720932006297079037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5720932006297079037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-santa-claus.html' title='Dear Santa Claus...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TP5KMjPlN-I/AAAAAAAAA2s/frhdfS4oRKw/s72-c/P1090849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-4083863702152571304</id><published>2010-12-06T07:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T07:51:51.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Snow</title><content type='html'>This past weekend there was snow in FullerTown!!  The weather man said it was supposed to be just a few flurries.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPzbviLkaKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/uF8jZpzAZyw/s1600/P1090979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547550450689271970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPzbviLkaKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/uF8jZpzAZyw/s320/P1090979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, it started as flurries.  Then, got heavier and more and more!  We had about 2-3 inches of snow here in our neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPzbvGQheUI/AAAAAAAAA2c/ZZUkYSTv_Gc/s1600/P1090980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547550443193858370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPzbvGQheUI/AAAAAAAAA2c/ZZUkYSTv_Gc/s320/P1090980.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The little Fullers were so very excited.  The boys didn't stay still long enough for me to take a picture of them playing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPzbu4aCkBI/AAAAAAAAA2U/mWZuP3aM-YU/s1600/P1090984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547550439475679250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPzbu4aCkBI/AAAAAAAAA2U/mWZuP3aM-YU/s320/P1090984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of the snow was melted by mid afternoon Sunday.  It sure was pretty while it lasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-4083863702152571304?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/4083863702152571304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=4083863702152571304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4083863702152571304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4083863702152571304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-snow.html' title='Christmas Snow'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPzbviLkaKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/uF8jZpzAZyw/s72-c/P1090979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-2691868038377229478</id><published>2010-12-02T06:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T06:54:15.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Anna Brooke</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, was Anna Brooke's birthday.  She is our oldest daughter and is now SIX years old.  I don't know what happened to the past five and a half years but, none the less, she is six!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPeECquO6-I/AAAAAAAAA2M/WZRE1tduBcM/s1600/100_1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546046647492864994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPeECquO6-I/AAAAAAAAA2M/WZRE1tduBcM/s320/100_1105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna Brooke had such a good day.  She woke up smiling, ready to get dressed for Kindergarten.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPeEB9hAiQI/AAAAAAAAA2E/eRLXYsA6RY8/s1600/P1090301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546046635357800706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPeEB9hAiQI/AAAAAAAAA2E/eRLXYsA6RY8/s320/P1090301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has always loved girly-girl things. She has wanted to be a cheerleader since she could say it and recognize a cheerleader when she saw one.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPeEBIgNCYI/AAAAAAAAA18/qwpS5wmQRBY/s1600/P1090776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546046621127346562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPeEBIgNCYI/AAAAAAAAA18/qwpS5wmQRBY/s320/P1090776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has also wanted to learn to play the piano.  She has been taking lessons for about a month now.  She is learning to play &lt;em&gt;Away in a Manger&lt;/em&gt;, which is probably one of her favorite Christmas Songs.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPeEAU8JCTI/AAAAAAAAA10/7vIqgHR6p90/s1600/P1090693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546046607285881138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPeEAU8JCTI/AAAAAAAAA10/7vIqgHR6p90/s320/P1090693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna Brooke loves to have her hair braided.  She wears her hair with two braids and bows on the bottom most days.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPeD_pIacXI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Cn2DwzKcigk/s1600/P1090595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546046595526193522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPeD_pIacXI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Cn2DwzKcigk/s320/P1090595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna Brooke, you changed my life in a way I cannot even describe.  You continue to rock my world every day.  You have made me be a much better Mommy than I ever would have been without you in my life.  I now take the time to appreciate the little things in life.  I understand why you need everything to be pink and sparkly.  I do not yet understand how God will use you to expand his Kingdom, but I do know that he has big plans for you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-2691868038377229478?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/2691868038377229478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=2691868038377229478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2691868038377229478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2691868038377229478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-anna-brooke.html' title='Happy Birthday, Anna Brooke'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TPeECquO6-I/AAAAAAAAA2M/WZRE1tduBcM/s72-c/100_1105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-785351365214740410</id><published>2010-11-04T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T10:24:07.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Ned - Keep Yo Pants Up (The Anthem)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/E8cEyNXiCQ8/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8cEyNXiCQ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8cEyNXiCQ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-785351365214740410?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/785351365214740410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=785351365214740410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/785351365214740410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/785351365214740410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/11/t-ned-keep-yo-pants-up-anthem.html' title='T-Ned - Keep Yo Pants Up (The Anthem)'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-4022204094351668554</id><published>2010-10-31T05:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T05:21:00.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Upward Football</title><content type='html'>Luke is playing Upward football again this year.  He is playing quarterback a little bit this year.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533582230836075234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs7uIRl2uI/AAAAAAAAA1E/V2qL2g73puA/s320/P1090295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He really likes playing football.  He is getting the hang of the game this year.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533582235489265970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs7uZm_6TI/AAAAAAAAA1M/kwUWkY_stUc/s320/P1090297.JPG" /&gt;He understands the different plays and where he is supposed to run.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533582243003088770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs7u1mbv4I/AAAAAAAAA1U/y4GwNsasfmM/s320/P1090314.JPG" /&gt;Then, after the game is is star and snack time.  The players and coaches huddle together and share a snack.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533582257349191714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs7vrCz6CI/AAAAAAAAA1k/O6iKLAfWzpU/s320/P1090316.JPG" /&gt;And each player gets a star.  Each colored star represents a different attribute from the game like leadership, defense, offence, etc.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs7vQgLDsI/AAAAAAAAA1c/riMXa0omwWk/s1600/P1090319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533582250224586434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs7vQgLDsI/AAAAAAAAA1c/riMXa0omwWk/s320/P1090319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are grateful for this opportunity for Luke to play football and learn the fundamentals of the game he loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-4022204094351668554?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/4022204094351668554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=4022204094351668554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4022204094351668554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4022204094351668554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/10/upward-football.html' title='Upward Football'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs7uIRl2uI/AAAAAAAAA1E/V2qL2g73puA/s72-c/P1090295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-5380332950545754216</id><published>2010-10-29T16:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T17:20:53.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Safety Day</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago, we had Fire Sagety Day at Preschool.  The firetruck came and the children were able to "tour" the firetruck.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs04mGpkvI/AAAAAAAAA08/TdM5Io3pP4s/s1600/P1090571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533574714060542706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs04mGpkvI/AAAAAAAAA08/TdM5Io3pP4s/s320/P1090571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The firemen showed us all of their tools and knobs and valves on the firetruck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533574697580632434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs03otiGXI/AAAAAAAAA0k/FLALxPk2eAE/s320/P1090569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs04LrBDwI/AAAAAAAAA00/M1ZkspxlcC0/s1600/P1090559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533574706965319426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs04LrBDwI/AAAAAAAAA00/M1ZkspxlcC0/s320/P1090559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They even let the children climb up inside the firetruck.  It was quite roomy in there.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs04Jorn8I/AAAAAAAAA0s/33Y9_5YSu0A/s1600/P1090563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533574706418655170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs04Jorn8I/AAAAAAAAA0s/33Y9_5YSu0A/s320/P1090563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fire Safety Day was quite fun for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-5380332950545754216?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/5380332950545754216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=5380332950545754216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5380332950545754216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5380332950545754216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/10/fire-safety-day.html' title='Fire Safety Day'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TMs04mGpkvI/AAAAAAAAA08/TdM5Io3pP4s/s72-c/P1090571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-1514955811813818372</id><published>2010-10-12T19:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:47:54.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul...</title><content type='html'>Today, Paul kissed my WHOLE ENTIRE FACE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his wet lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I've ever been happier in my WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I like kisses of any kind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I should share some things about him today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is very detail-oriented.  He gets this trait from his Daddy.  He does not leave anything undone.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TLT2TDQLgZI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Y5FsTNiliuw/s1600/P1070952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527313449841557906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TLT2TDQLgZI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Y5FsTNiliuw/s320/P1070952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he is opening a gift.  He tears off a piece of paper, then runs to the garbage can to throw it away.  His birthday is always fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is the cutest thing when he does this.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TLT2S3YkxMI/AAAAAAAAA0U/144IDed_7C8/s1600/P1090200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527313446655542466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TLT2S3YkxMI/AAAAAAAAA0U/144IDed_7C8/s320/P1090200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He rode on his Daddy shoulders the second full year of his life.  It was where he was the most comfortable.  And the happiest.  And Daddy let him ride there anytime he wanted to.  Because he is a good Daddy.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TLT2SkJpQFI/AAAAAAAAA0M/B1WSjpu2K1E/s1600/100_1915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527313441492648018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TLT2SkJpQFI/AAAAAAAAA0M/B1WSjpu2K1E/s320/100_1915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul is a good student.  He is the youngest in his Preschool class.  When his teachers have something new planned, they ask Paul to do it first.  He is always willing.  Then, the others see how much fun he is having, so they join in.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It works like a charm every time.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TLT2RwZ7i9I/AAAAAAAAA0E/fomi6LtrdAw/s1600/100_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527313427602312146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TLT2RwZ7i9I/AAAAAAAAA0E/fomi6LtrdAw/s320/100_1113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul loves to play outdoors.  He is happiest when the weather is nice enough to play outside.  There have plenty of times when he ran straight through the house from the garage door to the back door.  He can't wait to get outside!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TLT2RlpMvmI/AAAAAAAAAz8/ON7i6Xu9H9k/s1600/P1090263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527313424713563746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TLT2RlpMvmI/AAAAAAAAAz8/ON7i6Xu9H9k/s320/P1090263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paul has also learned to how to spell his name.  He says, "My name is P-A-U-L Benjamin F-U-L-L-E-R."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so glad the LORD gave him to us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-1514955811813818372?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/1514955811813818372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=1514955811813818372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1514955811813818372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1514955811813818372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/10/paul.html' title='Paul...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TLT2TDQLgZI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Y5FsTNiliuw/s72-c/P1070952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-5679408888395316188</id><published>2010-10-08T17:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T17:20:38.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Stuff</title><content type='html'>This is a post all about Luke.  He chose the title and photos that will be shared here today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Luke at Town &amp;amp; Country Pool in Louisburg on Labor Day.  He rocks the slide and diving board there.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TK-Iq7yGYRI/AAAAAAAAAz0/rsseRE8-22k/s1600/P1090162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525785538990596370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TK-Iq7yGYRI/AAAAAAAAAz0/rsseRE8-22k/s320/P1090162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke snuggled between his brother and cousin the night of Paul's birthday party.  This was so very cute.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TK-IqQD6TFI/AAAAAAAAAzs/s9YTlwdTUF8/s1600/P1090078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525785527254142034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TK-IqQD6TFI/AAAAAAAAAzs/s9YTlwdTUF8/s320/P1090078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Luke's idea to have the FullerTown Rock Band a few weeks ago.  He used the laundry sorter, his pillow sham, his stuffed dalmation, "Duke," a storage container, his firetruck pillow and Sports Illustrated Duke magazine to create his stage area.  His guitar is a shoestring tied to both ends of a croquet club.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is very resourceful.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TK-IqOo3RCI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Vttlmj-GjTE/s1600/P1090239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525785526872261666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TK-IqOo3RCI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Vttlmj-GjTE/s320/P1090239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were at church a few weeks ago feeding the football team.  The little Fullers were keeping themselves entertained on the playground and in the Pre-K classroom.  Luke began to build with the blocks.  And build.  And build. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TK-Ip9iuJcI/AAAAAAAAAzc/zCftS6MDPLw/s1600/100_1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525785522283095490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TK-Ip9iuJcI/AAAAAAAAAzc/zCftS6MDPLw/s320/100_1128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says this is Fort Caswell.  He built the barracks, the pool, Hatch, forts and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TK-IpjD7NAI/AAAAAAAAAzU/lORvPoD63M8/s1600/100_1129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525785515174605826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TK-IpjD7NAI/AAAAAAAAAzU/lORvPoD63M8/s320/100_1129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this boy, my first born.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-5679408888395316188?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/5679408888395316188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=5679408888395316188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5679408888395316188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5679408888395316188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/10/cool-stuff.html' title='Cool Stuff'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TK-Iq7yGYRI/AAAAAAAAAz0/rsseRE8-22k/s72-c/P1090162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-2318488468158949906</id><published>2010-10-04T06:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T06:27:00.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me a G!</title><content type='html'>Our girls have wanted to go to a tumbling/gymnastics/dance type class ever since they were big enough to ask about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are excited that they are old enough to participate now.  And, the gym is not far at all from our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Belle is so excited to be a cheerleader.  She has learned to do a cartwheel and front roll so far.  She is so cute in her uniform. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TKY2zjJyAHI/AAAAAAAAAzM/oWDJ9F8GSGU/s1600/P1090227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523162252253986930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TKY2zjJyAHI/AAAAAAAAAzM/oWDJ9F8GSGU/s320/P1090227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna Brooke is very happy when we go to the gym once a week.  She has learned to do a cartwheel, front roll, and a round off so far.  She is making lots of progress on her handstand and backbend walkover.  She has a gorgeous backbend thanks to her long and lean figure.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TKY2zCxJyWI/AAAAAAAAAzE/gqhMAjnqd-Y/s1600/P1090248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523162243560753506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TKY2zCxJyWI/AAAAAAAAAzE/gqhMAjnqd-Y/s320/P1090248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are getting excited about our first competition in a bout 6 weeks.  The girls are doing well at learning their routine with their new friends.  There will be more news from FullerTown about this as the year progresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-2318488468158949906?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/2318488468158949906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=2318488468158949906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2318488468158949906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2318488468158949906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/10/give-me-g.html' title='Give Me a G!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TKY2zjJyAHI/AAAAAAAAAzM/oWDJ9F8GSGU/s72-c/P1090227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3676274772163067813</id><published>2010-10-01T15:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T15:27:38.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooth Fairy, Come by Here</title><content type='html'>Luke has been worried about loosing his first tooth ever since Kindergarten.  I remember when the first of his classmates lost a tooth.  He has been wiggling his teeth ever since. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even had our dentist double check the status of his teeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wondering when the day would come myself.  Finally, several weeks ago, his tooth was loose!!  He has been so busy wiggling his tooth, he can hardly do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, one night after everyone was in bed, I wiggled his tooth.  (Because I have a wonderful concept of time and the need for the little Fullers to be asleep by a decent hour.)  I felt it give a little.  It then came out a few minutes later with the help of a wet bathcloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has never been a happier boy here in FullerTown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523159645920386930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TKY0b1zbX3I/AAAAAAAAAy8/rK_VIDZIiRw/s320/P1090244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3676274772163067813?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3676274772163067813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3676274772163067813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3676274772163067813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3676274772163067813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/10/tooth-fairy-come-by-here.html' title='Tooth Fairy, Come by Here'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TKY0b1zbX3I/AAAAAAAAAy8/rK_VIDZIiRw/s72-c/P1090244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-1448989009880970204</id><published>2010-09-10T22:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T22:44:28.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FullerTown Rock Band</title><content type='html'>Tonight, the little Fullers formed a rock band.  Their debut song is Big House by Audio Adrenaline.  You can listen to it &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=omoOLhDdTPA"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They each created these little stage areas.  In our bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Sarah Belle's stage.  A 13 year old laundry basket.  And her guitar is a butterfly net.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqhS7pTYI/AAAAAAAAAy0/rZCg-xVEk68/s1600/P1090236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515478551407185282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqhS7pTYI/AAAAAAAAAy0/rZCg-xVEk68/s320/P1090236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna Brooke's stage is her storage cube turned upside down with a pillow sham on top.  Her guitar is a stick out of the woods with some kind of strap attached.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqNPaXNiI/AAAAAAAAAys/ImJyYJ1JEJE/s1600/P1090237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515478206864897570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqNPaXNiI/AAAAAAAAAys/ImJyYJ1JEJE/s320/P1090237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice the fan behind her?  Luke set it up so it would blow their hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul got the bathroom stool and a pillow to make his stage.  He is playing a percussion instrument of some kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqMnPJQgI/AAAAAAAAAyk/1k3_r_lcHew/s1600/P1090238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515478196080427522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqMnPJQgI/AAAAAAAAAyk/1k3_r_lcHew/s320/P1090238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke is standing on top of a storage bin and his dog  must also like rock music!!  He made a guitar out of a croquet club.  To say that he loved every minute of this would be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqMAIrmxI/AAAAAAAAAyc/CkdV6fT_oQM/s1600/P1090239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515478185584335634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqMAIrmxI/AAAAAAAAAyc/CkdV6fT_oQM/s320/P1090239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must notice their music books in front of them.  And, some of them made pedals to stomp on also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqLoqQtrI/AAAAAAAAAyU/ACacSOLCEyE/s1600/P1090240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515478179282728626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqLoqQtrI/AAAAAAAAAyU/ACacSOLCEyE/s320/P1090240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was so very funny.  Another Friday night in FullerTown!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqLEbDi7I/AAAAAAAAAyM/tAj1PTrnkq4/s1600/P1090242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515478169555274674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqLEbDi7I/AAAAAAAAAyM/tAj1PTrnkq4/s320/P1090242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-1448989009880970204?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/1448989009880970204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=1448989009880970204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1448989009880970204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1448989009880970204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/09/fullertown-rock-band.html' title='FullerTown Rock Band'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIrqhS7pTYI/AAAAAAAAAy0/rZCg-xVEk68/s72-c/P1090236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6182398850172470561</id><published>2010-09-06T21:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:13:29.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Paul</title><content type='html'>Paul turned 3 on Sunday.  His party was Saturday at one of his favorite places here in Greensboro.  He liked pretending he was a fireman.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWdLGELeOI/AAAAAAAAAyE/0F_3yfgVlDA/s1600/100_2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513986132717304034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWdLGELeOI/AAAAAAAAAyE/0F_3yfgVlDA/s320/100_2098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, he shared cake and pizza with his friends.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWdKlYjauI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Usav2uoY-nU/s1600/P1070973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513986123944389346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWdKlYjauI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Usav2uoY-nU/s320/P1070973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At home on Sunday, he opened his gifts from Daddy &amp;amp; Mommy.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWdKbW1HjI/AAAAAAAAAx0/qRiJY_fK2sE/s1600/P1090086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513986121252806194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWdKbW1HjI/AAAAAAAAAx0/qRiJY_fK2sE/s320/P1090086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He liked his train set.  Everyone helped him play with it and discover new things about all his new toys.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWdJ6GM1JI/AAAAAAAAAxs/xYpYRLbGs4E/s1600/P1090205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513986112324686994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWdJ6GM1JI/AAAAAAAAAxs/xYpYRLbGs4E/s320/P1090205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we gave him a big boy bike.  He was so excited.  I am sure there will be many trips around the neighborhood walking trail this Fall.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWdJqlZxLI/AAAAAAAAAxk/MwOYLLAIOAM/s1600/P1090213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513986108160591026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWdJqlZxLI/AAAAAAAAAxk/MwOYLLAIOAM/s320/P1090213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday, Paul!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6182398850172470561?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6182398850172470561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6182398850172470561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6182398850172470561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6182398850172470561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-paul.html' title='Happy Birthday, Paul'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWdLGELeOI/AAAAAAAAAyE/0F_3yfgVlDA/s72-c/100_2098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-60150907916450638</id><published>2010-08-26T14:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:50:41.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Grind...</title><content type='html'>Here are our pictures from the first day of School.  We always start the day by reading a Psalm every morning.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513980957494849922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWYd22_sYI/AAAAAAAAAw8/crafpoSDHhA/s320/100_0995.JPG" /&gt;Then we took the ceremonious first day of school pictures.  Anna Brooke likes to flirt with the camera so it was quite a feat to get a good photo of her that early morning.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWYfUEs6vI/AAAAAAAAAxc/xv-37OzkiHw/s1600/100_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513980982516837106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWYfUEs6vI/AAAAAAAAAxc/xv-37OzkiHw/s320/100_1009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke was all excited about everything so it was a piece of cake to take a photo of him.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWYfGul5gI/AAAAAAAAAxU/-utc1h-bOUk/s1600/100_1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513980978934441474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWYfGul5gI/AAAAAAAAAxU/-utc1h-bOUk/s320/100_1010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Anna Brooke and her teacher, Mrs. H.  Luke had her so we were very excited to learn that Anna Brooke would have her as a Kindergarten teacher as well.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWYezscWtI/AAAAAAAAAxM/svWqUEU5G2k/s1600/100_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513980973825153746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWYezscWtI/AAAAAAAAAxM/svWqUEU5G2k/s320/100_1013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Luke in his classroom the first morning.  He was putting all his supplies in their proper places.  He looks so excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWYesJPh1I/AAAAAAAAAxE/wTRjnVVPAOA/s1600/100_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513980971798464338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWYesJPh1I/AAAAAAAAAxE/wTRjnVVPAOA/s320/100_1014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, we have had success at getting to school on time and completing the homework.  We are off to a good start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-60150907916450638?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/60150907916450638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=60150907916450638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/60150907916450638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/60150907916450638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-grind.html' title='Back to the Grind...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TIWYd22_sYI/AAAAAAAAAw8/crafpoSDHhA/s72-c/100_0995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-8236394853719914408</id><published>2010-06-13T07:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T08:08:13.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring: Baseball</title><content type='html'>Luke was on the Bats team this year in Spring Baseball.  He moved up from  tee ball to machine pitch.  It was an adjustment, each batter was allowed 5 pitches.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TBTH35tPH8I/AAAAAAAAAwA/z8quIYIfYCI/s1600/P1070644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482226409614024642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TBTH35tPH8I/AAAAAAAAAwA/z8quIYIfYCI/s320/P1070644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke has always been the shortest on any sports team he has been on.  He is also one of the fastest runners.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TBTH3pe4mbI/AAAAAAAAAv4/MJh3NHI6bG0/s1600/P1070705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482226405258860978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TBTH3pe4mbI/AAAAAAAAAv4/MJh3NHI6bG0/s320/P1070705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He really loves playing baseball.  He looks forward to his games every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482226386606444562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TBTH2j_zUBI/AAAAAAAAAvo/J2_6ZkNSOwA/s320/P1070706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TBTH3BakEYI/AAAAAAAAAvw/o5gSISXte7o/s1600/P1070709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482226394503319938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TBTH3BakEYI/AAAAAAAAAvw/o5gSISXte7o/s320/P1070709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this is the face of a little boy who made it all the way to home plate.  Good job, Luke!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TBTH2cI5EZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/IffeeUg-yEM/s1600/P1070714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482226384497086866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TBTH2cI5EZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/IffeeUg-yEM/s320/P1070714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-8236394853719914408?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/8236394853719914408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=8236394853719914408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8236394853719914408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8236394853719914408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/06/spring-baseball.html' title='Spring: Baseball'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TBTH35tPH8I/AAAAAAAAAwA/z8quIYIfYCI/s72-c/P1070644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-5834807432446049127</id><published>2010-05-30T07:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T07:34:00.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Fun Days</title><content type='html'>This was our last week of WEE Love Academy.  I am so sad.  On Wednesday, we played kickball with our 3 older classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul and his friend T took a break for a picture.  They are so cute.  They were born 2 weeks apart and have been buddies their whole lives.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD-XYfV_CI/AAAAAAAAAvY/EQUQB9d_tCw/s1600/P1070516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476656824546884642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD-XYfV_CI/AAAAAAAAAvY/EQUQB9d_tCw/s320/P1070516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Belle had so much fun running the bases.  She was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD-XLDrRqI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/IaAn8gzbImg/s1600/P1070506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476656820941178530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD-XLDrRqI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/IaAn8gzbImg/s320/P1070506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Brooke did very good playing kickball.  She understood the concept of the game better than any of the little Fullers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476656799520331106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD-V7QjFWI/AAAAAAAAAu4/6InufBiy5Tw/s320/P1070487.JPG" /&gt;All of the children did so well sitting and waiting until it was their turn to kick the ball.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD-WdoqWJI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rsZ3I62IeFQ/s1600/P1070490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476656808748275858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD-WdoqWJI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rsZ3I62IeFQ/s320/P1070490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our very last day, we had a water play day.  Paul enjoyed this huge container of water, which was supposed to be  game.  He and a few others turned it into a pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD9HvZMJiI/AAAAAAAAAuw/PDbmEJBLSEg/s1600/P1070526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476655456305554978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD9HvZMJiI/AAAAAAAAAuw/PDbmEJBLSEg/s320/P1070526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Belle did the same with this smaller container.  This was very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD9HRecH-I/AAAAAAAAAuo/lvsQabQjk-E/s1600/P1070519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476655448274509794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD9HRecH-I/AAAAAAAAAuo/lvsQabQjk-E/s320/P1070519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Brooke was the master of the water slide.  She wins the prize for going down the most times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD9HGH4DLI/AAAAAAAAAug/1DHY_vIF9LU/s1600/P1070532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476655445227080882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD9HGH4DLI/AAAAAAAAAug/1DHY_vIF9LU/s320/P1070532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very fun day.  We have had an awesome year at the preschool, our best yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-5834807432446049127?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/5834807432446049127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=5834807432446049127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5834807432446049127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5834807432446049127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/05/preschool-fun-days.html' title='Preschool Fun Days'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/TAD-XYfV_CI/AAAAAAAAAvY/EQUQB9d_tCw/s72-c/P1070516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6543111324983545701</id><published>2010-05-25T07:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T07:26:00.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Choir</title><content type='html'>Sunday night, our Preschool Choir sang several songs that they have been learning.  The girls look forward to going to their choir practice. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pjgig5JlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/yozianiguuA/s1600/P1070437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474797707693991506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pjgig5JlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/yozianiguuA/s320/P1070437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They sang a song about a "rock in my pocket that reminds me to pray."  It was very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pjgSQtXCI/AAAAAAAAAuI/6IdpK5dfQAU/s1600/P1070440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474797703331142690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pjgSQtXCI/AAAAAAAAAuI/6IdpK5dfQAU/s320/P1070440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they sang a song about what we do in church.  We worship, pray and sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pjgOhTPUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/1oVx3tU7T-k/s1600/P1070443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474797702326992194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pjgOhTPUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/1oVx3tU7T-k/s320/P1070443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last song was my favorite.  The little finger play, &lt;em&gt;Here is the church&lt;/em&gt; has been put to music!!  It was the cutest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pjfn3FAgI/AAAAAAAAAt4/8TRwlDAenyE/s1600/P1070444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474797691949351426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pjfn3FAgI/AAAAAAAAAt4/8TRwlDAenyE/s320/P1070444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved hearing them sing.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a feeling Jesus did too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6543111324983545701?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6543111324983545701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6543111324983545701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6543111324983545701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6543111324983545701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/05/preschool-choir.html' title='Preschool Choir'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pjgig5JlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/yozianiguuA/s72-c/P1070437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-8821005596466168776</id><published>2010-05-24T06:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T07:26:26.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AWANA</title><content type='html'>The little Fullers LOVE going to AWANA on Sunday nights.  They love everything about it.  The pledges, the games, the vests, the books, the stories, the characters,  the WORD OF GOD being hidden in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night was our AWANA awards.  The little Fullers were awarded for working so hard and saying their verses this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul is in Puggles.  He has a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474789898586437378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pcZ_UkNwI/AAAAAAAAAtg/mNXQtrriu0Y/s320/P1070452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474789893719782434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pcZtMQ9CI/AAAAAAAAAtY/yKGm75aa_e8/s320/P1070453.JPG" /&gt;The girls are in Cubbies.  They have learned 30 verses this year. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474789909173559842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pcamwu4iI/AAAAAAAAAtw/WsKsTp_Ykww/s320/P1070450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pcaXqtLBI/AAAAAAAAAto/pFBweUVuEWM/s1600/P1070455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474789905121750034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pcaXqtLBI/AAAAAAAAAto/pFBweUVuEWM/s320/P1070455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke is in Sparks.  He has learned about 30 new verses as well.  One of those was John 1:1-4 which had to be recited in its entirety.  He also learned the books of the Old Testament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pbWHasaJI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/GZcxKRQnluI/s1600/P1070458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474788732528519314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pbWHasaJI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/GZcxKRQnluI/s320/P1070458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Afterwards, we had an ice cream social.  We wanted a picture of Paul's certificate, he was more interested in his ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pbVphmcdI/AAAAAAAAAtI/RRxGjOZJWkU/s1600/P1070461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474788724504424914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pbVphmcdI/AAAAAAAAAtI/RRxGjOZJWkU/s320/P1070461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah Belle enjoyed her ice cream too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pbVVNrvII/AAAAAAAAAtA/D_gy0xoUdV4/s1600/P1070462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474788719052176514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pbVVNrvII/AAAAAAAAAtA/D_gy0xoUdV4/s320/P1070462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So did Anna Brooke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pbVK4zbPI/AAAAAAAAAs4/EV20lPoBPPg/s1600/P1070463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474788716280245490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pbVK4zbPI/AAAAAAAAAs4/EV20lPoBPPg/s320/P1070463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luke enjoyed the time with his friends as well as his ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pbUlpMD0I/AAAAAAAAAsw/sFad5tkjDX8/s1600/P1070464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474788706282639170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pbUlpMD0I/AAAAAAAAAsw/sFad5tkjDX8/s320/P1070464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so, so proud of all the little Fullers.  They have worked very hard to learn these verses this past year.  We are greatful to God for this program that introduces them to the concept of studying the Word of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-8821005596466168776?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/8821005596466168776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=8821005596466168776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8821005596466168776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8821005596466168776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/05/awana.html' title='AWANA'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_pcZ_UkNwI/AAAAAAAAAtg/mNXQtrriu0Y/s72-c/P1070452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-4547364998850254411</id><published>2010-05-20T06:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T06:42:21.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Graduation</title><content type='html'>Last night was our WEE Love Academy Graduation.  Our three littlest Fullers graduated from their classes and on to the next!  Our big girl, Anna Brooke, will be starting Kindergarten next Fall.  I cannot believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the program started, the girls were so, so excited.  They liked their outfits very much.  They thought they were so pretty.  And they were.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UPiB9mhKI/AAAAAAAAAso/tWWfsq-sAss/s1600/P1070373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473297999455487138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UPiB9mhKI/AAAAAAAAAso/tWWfsq-sAss/s320/P1070373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all went in and lined up.  Ready to go!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UPhjlWR4I/AAAAAAAAAsg/yXnH9Zss5Co/s1600/P1070377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473297991300695938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UPhjlWR4I/AAAAAAAAAsg/yXnH9Zss5Co/s320/P1070377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul was a little excited.  He looks so cute with his hair freshly trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UPhYSD5mI/AAAAAAAAAsY/i_7uvfNUS08/s1600/P1070379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473297988267009634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UPhYSD5mI/AAAAAAAAAsY/i_7uvfNUS08/s320/P1070379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UOq_CHVAI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/SwMioIw1S8c/s1600/P1070382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473297053776303106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UOq_CHVAI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/SwMioIw1S8c/s320/P1070382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children sang several songs.  We have been practicing for several months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UOqbe8CwI/AAAAAAAAAsI/qHNz6-A7eM4/s1600/P1070383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473297044233521922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UOqbe8CwI/AAAAAAAAAsI/qHNz6-A7eM4/s320/P1070383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Afterwards, pictures are so hard to capture.  They are so excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UOqLBgPeI/AAAAAAAAAsA/0j-STc55IvI/s1600/P1070386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473297039815097826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UOqLBgPeI/AAAAAAAAAsA/0j-STc55IvI/s320/P1070386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE this picture of Anna Brooke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UOp-lH0WI/AAAAAAAAAr4/5_wRc3jAO4M/s1600/P1070388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473297036474831202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UOp-lH0WI/AAAAAAAAAr4/5_wRc3jAO4M/s320/P1070388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul was being a true Daddy's boy.  He only wanted Daddy to hold him.  Which was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UOpUoAYWI/AAAAAAAAArw/I1JYozGryYs/s1600/P1070389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473297025212637538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UOpUoAYWI/AAAAAAAAArw/I1JYozGryYs/s320/P1070389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a good night.  And, we've had a good year at WEE Love Academy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-4547364998850254411?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/4547364998850254411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=4547364998850254411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4547364998850254411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4547364998850254411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/05/preschool-graduation.html' title='Preschool Graduation'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S_UPiB9mhKI/AAAAAAAAAso/tWWfsq-sAss/s72-c/P1070373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-971657318275482744</id><published>2010-05-04T11:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T11:00:06.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke's 7th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Luke's 7th birthday was this past weekend.  He wanted a slip-n-slide party.  And to play water balloon games.  here are a few pictures from the party. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97pWC87ipI/AAAAAAAAAro/8GkdizcUrJ4/s1600/P1070093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467063562633185938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97pWC87ipI/AAAAAAAAAro/8GkdizcUrJ4/s320/P1070093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97pV8jyBoI/AAAAAAAAArg/qrdXOQG2QuE/s1600/P1070149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467063560917091970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97pV8jyBoI/AAAAAAAAArg/qrdXOQG2QuE/s320/P1070149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97pVpD_I9I/AAAAAAAAArY/86kSdMyE1Gs/s1600/P1070118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467063555683460050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97pVpD_I9I/AAAAAAAAArY/86kSdMyE1Gs/s320/P1070118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97pU1LDhTI/AAAAAAAAArQ/v3da6XoW3l8/s1600/P1070166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467063541754463538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97pU1LDhTI/AAAAAAAAArQ/v3da6XoW3l8/s320/P1070166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97pUqAbLBI/AAAAAAAAArI/99IvaLveRxg/s1600/P1070170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467063538757086226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97pUqAbLBI/AAAAAAAAArI/99IvaLveRxg/s320/P1070170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97nHv8ADLI/AAAAAAAAArA/0w8rY7Z3pSM/s1600/P1070202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467061117987589298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97nHv8ADLI/AAAAAAAAArA/0w8rY7Z3pSM/s320/P1070202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke painted his face blue with icing off of the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97nHdE1dbI/AAAAAAAAAq4/655f4dJHFTE/s1600/P1070223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467061112924370354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97nHdE1dbI/AAAAAAAAAq4/655f4dJHFTE/s320/P1070223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the party, five of his friends spent the night.  This was our first ever sleepover.  The boys had so much fun.  They had a pillow fight and told scary stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97nHPdghoI/AAAAAAAAAqw/oxry1yJwEBA/s1600/P1070256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467061109269759618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97nHPdghoI/AAAAAAAAAqw/oxry1yJwEBA/s320/P1070256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97nGU8peTI/AAAAAAAAAqo/OMJEJKv87-E/s1600/P1070261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467061093562677554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97nGU8peTI/AAAAAAAAAqo/OMJEJKv87-E/s320/P1070261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97nFyxbaqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/jdoRER-3wTg/s1600/P1070262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467061084388813474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97nFyxbaqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/jdoRER-3wTg/s320/P1070262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very fun time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-971657318275482744?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/971657318275482744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=971657318275482744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/971657318275482744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/971657318275482744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/05/lukes-7th-birthday.html' title='Luke&apos;s 7th Birthday'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97pWC87ipI/AAAAAAAAAro/8GkdizcUrJ4/s72-c/P1070093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3777054775063866726</id><published>2010-05-03T10:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T10:56:23.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeo</title><content type='html'>Every Spring one of the local high schools hosts a Rodeo.  The FFA Alumni sponsor the Rodeo in order to provide scholarships for their students.  We always go because the little Fullers love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granddaddy and Granny gave all the little Fullers hats and boots for Christmas.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97ho_hnGOI/AAAAAAAAAqY/V_VE9I7IDHw/s1600/P1070058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467055092037785826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97ho_hnGOI/AAAAAAAAAqY/V_VE9I7IDHw/s320/P1070058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was our attempt to take a picture before entering the rodeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97hooKoGUI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/B6hsl3O3ZNI/s1600/P1070043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467055085767366978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97hooKoGUI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/B6hsl3O3ZNI/s320/P1070043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97hoEmjCzI/AAAAAAAAAqI/QrPFip0qYRc/s1600/P1070056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467055076220799794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97hoEmjCzI/AAAAAAAAAqI/QrPFip0qYRc/s320/P1070056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97hnpSDscI/AAAAAAAAAqA/E4jUqt5d4WE/s1600/P1070042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467055068887101890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97hnpSDscI/AAAAAAAAAqA/E4jUqt5d4WE/s320/P1070042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97hneXQTvI/AAAAAAAAAp4/T-a0oSBBZBM/s1600/P1070038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467055065956110066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97hneXQTvI/AAAAAAAAAp4/T-a0oSBBZBM/s320/P1070038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3777054775063866726?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3777054775063866726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3777054775063866726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3777054775063866726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3777054775063866726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/05/rodeo.html' title='Rodeo'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S97ho_hnGOI/AAAAAAAAAqY/V_VE9I7IDHw/s72-c/P1070058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-8772540962835016664</id><published>2010-04-25T14:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T15:24:12.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing on the Patio</title><content type='html'>The little Fullers LOVE playing on the patio out back this time of year.  They have all kinds of games that they play.  The other day, they came up with a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went outside and the patio was arranged like this:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SRrHhaFPI/AAAAAAAAApw/VucQMwv2DtQ/s1600/P1070022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150626604634802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SQC2n_UrI/AAAAAAAAAo4/6TBe1HDoP-Y/s320/P1060957.JPG" /&gt;Yes, that is the plunger.  I do not know why or how it was used as a decoration.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150634816518402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SQDVN2uQI/AAAAAAAAApA/n3MQdw5bTKY/s320/P1060958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150618485989826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SQCYYWocI/AAAAAAAAAow/LRwESGJ6OgI/s320/P1060956.JPG" /&gt;The little Fullers were playing: Funeral Home.  I I do not know how they came up with this idea.  I do not know how they knew to play this.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464152417846826226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SRrHhaFPI/AAAAAAAAApw/VucQMwv2DtQ/s320/P1070022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you see here, there was one person playing dead, and two mourners.  Each little Fuller took turns being dead and being a mourner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SRqUleuZI/AAAAAAAAApo/n4jicHx8W1k/s1600/P1070020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464152404173699474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SRqUleuZI/AAAAAAAAApo/n4jicHx8W1k/s320/P1070020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SRqJYCSCI/AAAAAAAAApg/I3XYpdcDebI/s1600/P1070012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464152401164519458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SRqJYCSCI/AAAAAAAAApg/I3XYpdcDebI/s320/P1070012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each 'dead person' was first wrapped up in the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SRpiA_LzI/AAAAAAAAApY/BtyU8oaWNpY/s1600/P1070010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464152390598864690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SRpiA_LzI/AAAAAAAAApY/BtyU8oaWNpY/s320/P1070010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then placed in the casket aka the Little Tykes slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SQD--NTjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/hSgreAkzQ7E/s1600/P1070004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150646025178674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SQD--NTjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/hSgreAkzQ7E/s320/P1070004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was very funny to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SQDjxufJI/AAAAAAAAApI/S6cLsF9Qnv8/s1600/P1070002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150638725069970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SQDjxufJI/AAAAAAAAApI/S6cLsF9Qnv8/s320/P1070002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-8772540962835016664?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/8772540962835016664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=8772540962835016664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8772540962835016664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8772540962835016664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/04/playing-on-patio.html' title='Playing on the Patio'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S9SQC2n_UrI/AAAAAAAAAo4/6TBe1HDoP-Y/s72-c/P1060957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6225069039278791184</id><published>2010-04-05T11:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:20:05.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S7n_W21TsKI/AAAAAAAAAog/SI-Vik5ZNdM/s1600/P1060861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456673191677374626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S7n_W21TsKI/AAAAAAAAAog/SI-Vik5ZNdM/s320/P1060861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S7n_WaLqdsI/AAAAAAAAAoY/lBl0C0YAxbo/s1600/P1060852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456673183986513602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S7n_WaLqdsI/AAAAAAAAAoY/lBl0C0YAxbo/s320/P1060852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S7n_WINX5KI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/pdym24Go6is/s1600/P1060857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456673179161846946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S7n_WINX5KI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/pdym24Go6is/s320/P1060857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S7n_VwgLSSI/AAAAAAAAAoI/63gy5VtN36Q/s1600/P1060841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456673172798261538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S7n_VwgLSSI/AAAAAAAAAoI/63gy5VtN36Q/s320/P1060841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S7n_VCMyzRI/AAAAAAAAAoA/lrQV3znOwLE/s1600/P1060846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456673160368934162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S7n_VCMyzRI/AAAAAAAAAoA/lrQV3znOwLE/s320/P1060846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6225069039278791184?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6225069039278791184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6225069039278791184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6225069039278791184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6225069039278791184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-sunday.html' title='Easter Sunday'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S7n_W21TsKI/AAAAAAAAAog/SI-Vik5ZNdM/s72-c/P1060861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3587866379295778439</id><published>2010-03-26T22:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T22:37:44.889-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the Bride...</title><content type='html'>This evening has been a full one here in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FullerTown&lt;/span&gt;.  Paul and I are a little under the weather, not feeling so great.  He has been asleep since 4:00!!  Just since then I'm starting to feel the signs of being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Duke game just came on and to say the little Fullers are excited is an understatement.  They have been about to bounce off of the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes ago, they each came downstairs dressed in their pajamas and "got married" here in the Family Room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I give you this ring to be my wife."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I give you this ring to be my husband."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I pronounce you husband and wife.  You may kiss your bride."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really did kiss each other right on the lips! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ran in to the bathroom for a 'date.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This same scene happened a number of times with wardrobe changes in between.  White dress, suit.  Bathing suits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3587866379295778439?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3587866379295778439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3587866379295778439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3587866379295778439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3587866379295778439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-comes-bride.html' title='Here comes the Bride...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-5736090499297686711</id><published>2010-03-22T17:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T18:09:41.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Friends</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry that I have not updated in so long.  I did go the Beach Retreat and did enjoy myself.  Our lives here in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FullerTown&lt;/span&gt; have been a blur since then.  So much has happened I might have to look back at the calendar to tell you about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will just let you in on what we are doing right now.  Everything else is old news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke has started his baseball practices.  He has the same coach as he did in Upward basketball.  He is so excited because he really likes the coach's twin sons.  He is looking forward to summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Brooke is still enjoying gymnastics once a week.  She cannot wait until next year when she can be on the cheering team.  She is doing very well in Preschool and is looking forward to Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Belle is also enjoying Preschool.  She is learning how to write her name among many other things.  She is as high-energy as ever and is always making us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul is the cutest thing on two feet!  He is a ladies' man; I understand that he has a girlfriend in Sunday School!  Good thing there are only boys in his Preschool class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are gearing up for summer.  We have the Southern Baptist Convention, Vacation Bible School, a wedding, Youth Camp, our 10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary and a mission trip to Canada.  We would like to take a family vacation also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-5736090499297686711?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/5736090499297686711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=5736090499297686711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5736090499297686711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5736090499297686711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-friends.html' title='Hello, Friends'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-7452879359219703763</id><published>2010-03-11T21:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:51:51.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' Away</title><content type='html'>The past two weeks of my life have been a blur.  I don't know that I can recount all that has happened besides some cooking, dishes, and laundry.  And Preschool.  And Carpool Line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving town in the morning to attend a Ladies' Beach Retreat.  I am a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;leery&lt;/span&gt; to leave my babies for 48 hours with no Mommy.  And I know that I will miss my man.  And I think he might miss me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to return here on Monday with at least one lesson learned to share with you.  Maybe some insights realized or some funny story that could only occur when 17 ladies go out of town together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later, alligator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, crocodile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-7452879359219703763?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/7452879359219703763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=7452879359219703763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7452879359219703763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7452879359219703763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/03/gettin-away.html' title='Gettin&apos; Away'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-144208446335067499</id><published>2010-03-03T06:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T06:35:00.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Upward Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S43cd9YNKCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/j5sePmsPKZE/s1600-h/P1280012.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luke is showing some spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S43cdQFNjJI/AAAAAAAAAno/EiYiwj265Ws/s1600-h/P1280036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444249919651941522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S43cdQFNjJI/AAAAAAAAAno/EiYiwj265Ws/s320/P1280036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Pre-game huddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S42jZFIoV3I/AAAAAAAAAnY/bbhNUPi2kgU/s1600-h/P1280042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444187175831230322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S42jZFIoV3I/AAAAAAAAAnY/bbhNUPi2kgU/s320/P1280042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S42jYpxy3YI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/slI_ZYv53ZU/s1600-h/P1280022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444187168487693698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S42jYpxy3YI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/slI_ZYv53ZU/s320/P1280022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on, Upward, get your hands up, hands up; come on, Upward, Let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S42jYVfzWmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/8DJwHd6A3bY/s1600-h/P1280025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444187163043519074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S42jYVfzWmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/8DJwHd6A3bY/s320/P1280025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Upward chant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S42jX0WxoyI/AAAAAAAAAnA/0W0y2sdnusI/s1600-h/P1280015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444187154147287842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S42jX0WxoyI/AAAAAAAAAnA/0W0y2sdnusI/s320/P1280015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Upward beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S42jXmZ1oiI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ocE5gkKySTw/s1600-h/P1280005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444187150402036258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S42jXmZ1oiI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ocE5gkKySTw/s320/P1280005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-144208446335067499?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/144208446335067499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=144208446335067499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/144208446335067499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/144208446335067499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/03/upward-randomness.html' title='Upward Randomness'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S43cdQFNjJI/AAAAAAAAAno/EiYiwj265Ws/s72-c/P1280036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-1529092449746637442</id><published>2010-03-01T05:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T05:39:01.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Drink of Water</title><content type='html'>Recently, our little Paul has learned how to dring from a water fountain. Everytime we pass by one, he wants, "Water, Water!" &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442903641952166530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kUBk09IoI/AAAAAAAAAmA/C7HdLcI8l0Y/s320/DSC06376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This reminded me of Jesus. He is The Living Water. We need to be spending time with Him daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442908767239147138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kYr6AmDoI/AAAAAAAAAmo/SEl9NE13y1s/s320/DSC06374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in a time right now when I can't get enough of Jesus. Every chance I get, I am reading a few verses from the Word. I hope this never fades away. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442908770805283666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kYsHS0-1I/AAAAAAAAAmw/9DvQF3fkQbM/s320/DSC06375.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My prayer for you is the same. Drink from The Word. You will never thirst again.  Make sure your heart is wide open ready to hear from Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kTsg6iVRI/AAAAAAAAAlo/cBjbfUgYh1I/s1600-h/DSC06373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442903280124581138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kTsg6iVRI/AAAAAAAAAlo/cBjbfUgYh1I/s320/DSC06373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing makes Jesus more happy than for one of his children to talk to Him. And then listen to what he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kTsQnFdPI/AAAAAAAAAlg/01aCQUChJSU/s1600-h/DSC06372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442903275748029682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kTsQnFdPI/AAAAAAAAAlg/01aCQUChJSU/s320/DSC06372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never look at a water fountain the same way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kTsIpOyUI/AAAAAAAAAlY/o7486h1CXEI/s1600-h/DSC06371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442903273609546050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kTsIpOyUI/AAAAAAAAAlY/o7486h1CXEI/s320/DSC06371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My prayer is that you don't either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-1529092449746637442?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/1529092449746637442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=1529092449746637442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1529092449746637442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1529092449746637442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/03/drink-of-water.html' title='A Drink of Water'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kUBk09IoI/AAAAAAAAAmA/C7HdLcI8l0Y/s72-c/DSC06376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-7887036729786913900</id><published>2010-02-27T07:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T07:38:12.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cheering Section</title><content type='html'>This morning will be filled with our last Upward games.  We always sit in the same place.  For every game.  Anna Brooke will be sitting on the steps cheering her little heart out.  As loud as she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sarah Belle will be sitting next to me.  Watching the cheerleaders.  She cannot wait until next Fall when it is her turn to be a cheerleader.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kRVCMwq6I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ge8sa7PPNp4/s1600-h/DSC06363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442900677719272354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kRVCMwq6I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ge8sa7PPNp4/s320/DSC06363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kRUr5JYAI/AAAAAAAAAlI/5FS5dyMtZqA/s1600-h/DSC06326.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, our wild man will be a little bit of everywhere.  When he is yelling for his brother playing basketball, this is what he will look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kRUXH7zII/AAAAAAAAAlA/jun3o1wc77k/s1600-h/DSC06325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442900666156305538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kRUXH7zII/AAAAAAAAAlA/jun3o1wc77k/s320/DSC06325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Saturday from FullerTown!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-7887036729786913900?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/7887036729786913900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=7887036729786913900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7887036729786913900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7887036729786913900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/02/cheering-section_27.html' title='The Cheering Section'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4kRVCMwq6I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ge8sa7PPNp4/s72-c/DSC06363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6570525362882676426</id><published>2010-02-22T09:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T10:40:24.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerleading 101</title><content type='html'>Anna Brooke has always wanted to be a cheerleader. She has pretended for many years that she was a cheerleader. Now, the time has come for her to be a cheerleader. She is cheering for the local Upward league. At first, it was all about the outfit. But, once she met all her new friends, she was oh, so happy!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441072492817251634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4KSmquFfTI/AAAAAAAAAkY/3raTraWvRAw/s320/P1210034.JPG" /&gt;She loves the cheers, the movements, the halftime show!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4KSodxvWsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/IT9aybpRM44/s1600-h/P1210052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441072523702655682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4KSodxvWsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/IT9aybpRM44/s320/P1210052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She gets better and better at remembering the cheers and movements.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4KSoE0RFRI/AAAAAAAAAkw/iak1OyJdyZs/s1600-h/P1210056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441072517002368274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4KSoE0RFRI/AAAAAAAAAkw/iak1OyJdyZs/s320/P1210056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like to think she is the cutest cheerleader, EVER, but I know I am a little biased!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441072495430610562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4KSm0dKLoI/AAAAAAAAAkg/DhBXfA4oJQM/s320/P1210038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the game, the cheerleaders get their stars. Anna Brooke received the gold star because she did everything just perfectly.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4KSn1245CI/AAAAAAAAAko/FmcplRzN9dM/s1600-h/P1210059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441072512986833954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4KSn1245CI/AAAAAAAAAko/FmcplRzN9dM/s320/P1210059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Brooke is learning Bible verses during practice and songs to help her remember them which is why it's all worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6570525362882676426?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6570525362882676426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6570525362882676426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6570525362882676426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6570525362882676426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/02/cheerleading-101.html' title='Cheerleading 101'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S4KSmquFfTI/AAAAAAAAAkY/3raTraWvRAw/s72-c/P1210034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-195496337517638544</id><published>2010-02-18T19:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T06:51:33.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What We Always Dreamed Of...</title><content type='html'>Our Saturday mornings have been a little hectic lately. But, it's what we always wanted. When we were dating and first married, we would dream of these days that would be filled with driving the little Fullers around town to ball games, piano lessons, dance class, cheerleading practice and the like. We knew there would countless hours of homework.  And there already has been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been blessed to have our two oldest play Upward basketball this year at a &lt;a href="http://www.life-community.com/"&gt;nearby church&lt;/a&gt;.  This church tries hard to make this a memorable, enjoyable, learning experience for every participant and their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have loved everything about &lt;a href="http://www.upward.org/"&gt;Upward&lt;/a&gt;.   The things they have learned have been fundamental to their future in these sports.  If they would like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These photos will be only of Luke and his team because Anna Brooke's game was cancelled this past weekend.  We had a little bit of snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before each game the team meets together.  When it is made up  of six- and seven-year olds, I am not sure how much strategy is discussed during these pre-game meetings.  But I do know that the boys may have a future as abstract artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439749416307612818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33fReonXJI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Jy1oyeAKFYM/s320/DSC06319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are each announced and run out a curtain that has smoke and lights and everything making them feel as if they are ready for the NBA.  The children love that part.  (It is VERY HARD to get a picture of this due to the lack of light and very fast movement.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's the pre-game huddle.  The referees say some things and then get started...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439748355853847602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33eTwIvDDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/vV8gsKQhaV8/s320/DSC06337.JPG" /&gt;with PRAYER.  This is the best part to me.  Teacing these little ones that prayer is more important than winning.  And, the one they pray to is worth everything.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439748352090803442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33eTiHjjPI/AAAAAAAAAj4/7dnycnPBZZM/s320/DSC06338.JPG" /&gt;Then the five players from each team line up facing the opponent that they will play against.  In Upward, the children play man-to-man defense.  They have little color bands on their jerseys so they can find the one they are supposed to guard.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439748345670510274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33eTKM1psI/AAAAAAAAAjw/VB9HrRbI7UQ/s320/DSC06339.JPG" /&gt;Luke is one of the shortest children in his division.  He is probably one of the fastest runners though.  I think he is so cute!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439748336614234706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33eSodp2lI/AAAAAAAAAjo/dD6jYWnalE4/s320/DSC06342.JPG" /&gt;The teams play 6 5-minute periods.  In between periods they regroup, change out the color bands on their jerseys and get ready for the next period.  Each child plays the same amount during the games.  They ususally play one, sit out the next, etc.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439748326715649842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33eSDlpbzI/AAAAAAAAAjg/5wMq2KlvjbM/s320/DSC06348.JPG" /&gt;Luke is very good at defending his opposing man.  He always has his arms up trying to keep the other player from getting the ball.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439745656431135906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33b2oANTKI/AAAAAAAAAjY/y6BCEPiWvVU/s320/DSC06349.JPG" /&gt;He stayed with that boy the entire period of this game.  He went wherever that player went.  I thought he was very cute following that little boy around!  (Notice the stars on his undershirt?  More on that later.)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439745650730995618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33b2SxMD6I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CtopexXUjjQ/s320/DSC06355.JPG" /&gt;After the game, there is the line-up and good game hand claps for every player.  Luke really likes this part.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439745646572398370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33b2DRs5yI/AAAAAAAAAjI/TraRZL6OZ1A/s320/DSC06365.JPG" /&gt;After the game, each team goes into a room and has a snack.  They also receive stars.  These stars are to ironed onto the sleeve of the undershirt.  This week Luke received the gray star for offense.  He did very good keeping the other team away from the ball!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439745641217005842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33b1vU4GRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ELjs7uXPEtw/s320/DSC06369.JPG" /&gt;This is a great group of boys for him to play with.  He likes every one of them!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439745630102023730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33b1F627jI/AAAAAAAAAi4/0gT8HTdATvU/s320/DSC06367.JPG" /&gt;And, this is &lt;a href="http://www.life-community.com/Church/pastorbarry.html"&gt;Pastor Barry &lt;/a&gt;who makes it all happen.  He is the Worship Pastor at Life, and Upward is his volunteer job.  He loves sports and loves seeing each child taught the game and praised for their efforts.  He is a little different, but that is what God uses to draw people to him so he can share Jesus!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439749424682089458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33fR91Pu_I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/sDKzYzcNWLA/s320/DSC06354.JPG" /&gt;We are so grateful for this opportunity for our little ones.  They are having a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-195496337517638544?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/195496337517638544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=195496337517638544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/195496337517638544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/195496337517638544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-we-always-dreamed-of.html' title='What We Always Dreamed Of...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S33fReonXJI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Jy1oyeAKFYM/s72-c/DSC06319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-9013299289526698131</id><published>2010-02-14T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:19:20.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do not know where to begin. I am a blessed lady. I am sitting here with my Valentine talking about this wild ride of a life we have shared together. We had some big dreams when we were dating and first married. We have seen many of them become a reality. I cannot imagine what a lifetime with him will bring. One thing is for sure: I don't want to miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would leave you with a song that I love. It reminds me of my Valentine and how much I love him every time I hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/-iXas6Svnkk"&gt;&lt;embed height="'350'" width="'425'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" src="'http://youtube.com/v/-iXas6Svnkk'/"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-9013299289526698131?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/9013299289526698131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=9013299289526698131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9013299289526698131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9013299289526698131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-valentine_14.html' title='My Valentine'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-226413544077322534</id><published>2010-02-14T00:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:17:56.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/-iXas6Svnkk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/-iXas6Svnkk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-226413544077322534?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/226413544077322534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=226413544077322534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/226413544077322534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/226413544077322534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-valentine_5999.html' title='My Valentine'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3331605227363168833</id><published>2010-02-12T09:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T10:07:56.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Writing</title><content type='html'>I go every Friday morning to Luke's classroom at school to volunteer.  I check everyone's homework and check in their take-home reader books.  Then I grade the spelling tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had a chance to look in Luke's journal that he writes in every day.  He is getting really good at writing stories.  He especailly likes to draw corresponding pictures to illustrate his story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was flipping through the journal I noticed one page that didn't have a picture.  I stopped to read it.  It said something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love Jesus.  He died on the cross for my sins.  He knows before I do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly fell into a heap right there in the first grade classroom.  It was a good thing I was finished with my duties and could scoot out of the class so the six year olds couldn't see the tears in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked down the hallway to the main entrance of the school.  I was thinking to myself.  &lt;em&gt;We are trying to raise our little Fullers to have a full life.  We want them to be successful in whatever career path they choose.  We try most of all to teach them that Jesus loves them and a life lived for Him is something to strive for.  It must be getting through!!!  He is getting it!!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might not be the smartest one in his class.  He is definitely not the tallest or the strongest.  But one thing he has: JESUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I made my way to the door I had both tears in my eyes and a smile on my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3331605227363168833?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3331605227363168833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3331605227363168833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3331605227363168833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3331605227363168833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/02/journal-writing.html' title='Journal Writing'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-4701686895700311909</id><published>2010-02-08T07:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:05:08.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fuller Legacy</title><content type='html'>We have always talked about leaving a legacy for our children. Understanding that we follow a rich legacy, we want to continue this blessing for our little Fullers. It's something we talk about weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last week Patrick started his own blog called &lt;a href="http://www.thefullerlegacy.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Fuller Legacy&lt;/a&gt;. He has already written what I consider to be two weeks worth of blogs. He says there are more!! He even wrote a very sweet post about yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-4701686895700311909?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/4701686895700311909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=4701686895700311909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4701686895700311909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4701686895700311909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/02/fuller-legacy.html' title='The Fuller Legacy'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6311719918427439359</id><published>2010-02-02T06:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:34:00.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Miss Cutie&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2egj3q_XjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/TgFY4PFAPP0/s1600-h/P1060301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433488013545922098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2egj3q_XjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/TgFY4PFAPP0/s320/P1060301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Crazy boys!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2egjbMu4YI/AAAAAAAAAhw/811x8o5By4M/s1600-h/P1060274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433488005902819714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2egjbMu4YI/AAAAAAAAAhw/811x8o5By4M/s320/P1060274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone still likes last year's flip flops.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2egjMXQelI/AAAAAAAAAho/JhVclUSJiwk/s1600-h/P1060271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433488001920432722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2egjMXQelI/AAAAAAAAAho/JhVclUSJiwk/s320/P1060271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Barbie needs to go to the Salon.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2ee8iEwOqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Q7AR246-Pwc/s1600-h/P1060255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433486238221875874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2ee8iEwOqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Q7AR246-Pwc/s320/P1060255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Little Pony needs to join her!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2ee8fl38PI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JMO8aK_xLjA/s1600-h/P1060253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433486237555486962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2ee8fl38PI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JMO8aK_xLjA/s320/P1060253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Someone likes their shirt!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2ee8CaBgaI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/RD1FE4wYu6E/s1600-h/P1060243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433486229721153954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2ee8CaBgaI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/RD1FE4wYu6E/s320/P1060243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And their basketball goal! (I think this is a great photo. It follows the rule of the nines perfectly.)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2ee7nZ0QdI/AAAAAAAAAhI/c6yEt1N5kns/s1600-h/P1060240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433486222472528338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2ee7nZ0QdI/AAAAAAAAAhI/c6yEt1N5kns/s320/P1060240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have an up and coming blogger!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2ee7USDAMI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ojmgGZjM6Fw/s1600-h/Image001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433486217339666626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2ee7USDAMI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ojmgGZjM6Fw/s320/Image001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She has a lot to write about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6311719918427439359?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6311719918427439359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6311719918427439359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6311719918427439359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6311719918427439359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/02/silliness.html' title='Silliness'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2egj3q_XjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/TgFY4PFAPP0/s72-c/P1060301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3850315931873109059</id><published>2010-02-01T06:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T06:24:00.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Pair</title><content type='html'>There's one more pair of boots I haven't told you about.  I casually mentioned to my Mom several weeks before Christmas that I might like to have a pair of red cowgirl boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected to get any.  I don't have any reason why, I just didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we arrived at the Western store and she told me to go pick out a pair of red boots, I was a bit shocked.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2T56D9B0nI/AAAAAAAAAg4/zuXVIXwY96A/s1600-h/P1060375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432741826404668018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2T56D9B0nI/AAAAAAAAAg4/zuXVIXwY96A/s320/P1060375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we got the children all squared away with their boots I slipped over to the Adult sized shelves to choose a pair.  There were all kinds of colors and several pair of red ones.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2T554DLb1I/AAAAAAAAAgw/mgdbRg9QfHg/s1600-h/P1060376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432741823209238354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2T554DLb1I/AAAAAAAAAgw/mgdbRg9QfHg/s320/P1060376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I liked these because of the snakeskin detail.  And all the others seemed to have more of a rounded toe.  I liked the way I felt when I had these beauties on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2T55G5QtNI/AAAAAAAAAgo/C3ppKBlarRM/s1600-h/P1060382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432741810014303442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2T55G5QtNI/AAAAAAAAAgo/C3ppKBlarRM/s320/P1060382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried on the others.  I thought about it.  Mama, Daddy, Patrick and all of the children agreed that I should settle on these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2T54_Ms1MI/AAAAAAAAAgg/SSvNLZm3LAg/s1600-h/P1060385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432741807948354754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2T54_Ms1MI/AAAAAAAAAgg/SSvNLZm3LAg/s320/P1060385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm so glad I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3850315931873109059?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3850315931873109059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3850315931873109059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3850315931873109059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3850315931873109059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-more-pair.html' title='One More Pair'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2T56D9B0nI/AAAAAAAAAg4/zuXVIXwY96A/s72-c/P1060375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-1229113307241592787</id><published>2010-01-31T06:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T06:28:00.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Photos</title><content type='html'>It snowed in FullerTown!!  The snow began falling about 5:30 Friday evening and began accumulating after just a few minutes.  It was still snowing when we all turned in for the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awakened Saturday by the sound of sleet hitting the bedroom window about 6:00 am.  After several hours we finally went outside about noon.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432712893227137666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2Tfl7d8-oI/AAAAAAAAAfs/gDlAHeosjcE/s320/P1060307.JPG" /&gt;The official measurement in FullerTown is just shy of seven inches.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432712889596033778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2Tflt8OuvI/AAAAAAAAAfk/w0Z1AGPtKsE/s320/P1060303.JPG" /&gt;Anna Brooke was so excited to have on all her Winter gear.  She is so cute with everything matching.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432711192750919730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2TeC8s1EDI/AAAAAAAAAfU/jbeXPqRsspg/s320/P1060295.JPG" /&gt;Luke was excited to finally be outside.  He had been dressed like this for five hours waiting to go outside.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432711187052750530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2TeCneR5sI/AAAAAAAAAfM/QitFWFqh-uU/s320/P1060290.JPG" /&gt;Paul wasn't so fond of the cold.  He was ready to go inside after just a few minutes.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432711184220762210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2TeCc7FMGI/AAAAAAAAAfE/M0dq9u1t3Qc/s320/P1060287.JPG" /&gt;Sarah Belle couldn't wait to build a snowman.  Apparently, powdery snow doesn't make a good snowman.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432711172984909218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2TeBzEPraI/AAAAAAAAAe8/vj9XuN-4mak/s320/P1060286.JPG" /&gt;Time for a group picture.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432711199880634850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2TeDXQr4eI/AAAAAAAAAfc/uenMUx5yqS8/s320/P1060298.JPG" /&gt;I wanted to make a snow angel.  Of all the times I've experienced snow, I have never made a snow angel.  I was determined I would do it this time.  The snow was too deep to make a good one.  But I did it, with Paul laying on my chest.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2TfmuES-HI/AAAAAAAAAf8/MdDTesmYCY0/s1600-h/P1060339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432712906809735282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2TfmuES-HI/AAAAAAAAAf8/MdDTesmYCY0/s320/P1060339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Luke wanted to make one.  He laughed the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2TfmLQxyTI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Dl7CLaEfD0I/s1600-h/P1060312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432712897466845490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2TfmLQxyTI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Dl7CLaEfD0I/s320/P1060312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We only lasted about 20 minutes outside.  It was very cold!!!  There will be more fun today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-1229113307241592787?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/1229113307241592787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=1229113307241592787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1229113307241592787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1229113307241592787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-photos.html' title='Snow Photos'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2Tfl7d8-oI/AAAAAAAAAfs/gDlAHeosjcE/s72-c/P1060307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-7626329839073522382</id><published>2010-01-30T06:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T07:09:12.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The View</title><content type='html'>I was awakened this morning by the sound of sleet hitting my bedroom window. So I got up to look out. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432503211170978066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2Qg408D2RI/AAAAAAAAAes/oVDcv0yfydU/s320/P1060280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432503217335758850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2Qg5L528AI/AAAAAAAAAe0/k_dWs3HYl8s/s320/P1060284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weatherman said that the heaviest snow would fall between 7am and noon today.  I can see lots of fun and hot chocolate in our day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-7626329839073522382?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/7626329839073522382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=7626329839073522382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7626329839073522382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7626329839073522382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/01/view.html' title='The View'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S2Qg408D2RI/AAAAAAAAAes/oVDcv0yfydU/s72-c/P1060280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3327586198156970388</id><published>2010-01-26T05:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T05:50:00.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Socks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was sock day in FullerTown. I didn't take a picture of what we started with because I didn't realize that the camera wanted to work today until one of the little Fullers began taking pictures of my pajama-clad self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the finished product. 131 pair of socks, perfectly matched.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14TcKIn5tI/AAAAAAAAAec/ip571aJRC2w/s1600-h/P1060224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430799575133185746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14TcKIn5tI/AAAAAAAAAec/ip571aJRC2w/s320/P1060224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is the 118 socks with no match. And just as sure as I throw them away, the match will re-appear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14HVr4RB5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/JvfHe6RFObw/s1600-h/P1060225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430786269792765842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14HVr4RB5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/JvfHe6RFObw/s320/P1060225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The socks always wear me out!! I sort them into three piles: adult, little boys and little girls. Then sort each pile by color which is easy: white, dark, pink (girls only), blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14HVUNCoHI/AAAAAAAAAeE/iTlTZvkbxiY/s1600-h/P1060232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430786263437451378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14HVUNCoHI/AAAAAAAAAeE/iTlTZvkbxiY/s320/P1060232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I sort them into two piles, matching as I go. This makes the job much easier.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14HUzHtVOI/AAAAAAAAAd8/9T9IVuvzLlQ/s1600-h/P1060233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430786254556714210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14HUzHtVOI/AAAAAAAAAd8/9T9IVuvzLlQ/s320/P1060233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are always some socks that baffle me. I have no clue where these came from. I do not recall purchasing them or anyone receiving them as a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430784734426786690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14F8UMfa4I/AAAAAAAAAdU/nJxsZuK7pk4/s320/P1060230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These were just purchased in October. These matched the boys' Christmas picture outfits. Paul has managed to lose one of each of his. I am very sad because I love these socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14F9eI6G0I/AAAAAAAAAds/LJjZzOsbdYA/s1600-h/P1060226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430784754275982146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14F9eI6G0I/AAAAAAAAAds/LJjZzOsbdYA/s320/P1060226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These socks are very disappointing. Old Navy had a sale on their 3-packs of socks during back-to-school shopping for a very low price. Naturally, I purchased one pack for each little Fuller. Of the 12 pair of socks, 5 do not have a match. I think this is some kind of conspiracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14F83Oo50I/AAAAAAAAAdk/M9XvNShDchA/s1600-h/P1060227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430784743831037762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14F83Oo50I/AAAAAAAAAdk/M9XvNShDchA/s320/P1060227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These socks have not had a match for a very long time. I keep putting them back in the basket everytime for some reason.  And, everytime there is still no match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14F8ncd60I/AAAAAAAAAdc/xjq4FgUCnTo/s1600-h/P1060228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430784739594070850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14F8ncd60I/AAAAAAAAAdc/xjq4FgUCnTo/s320/P1060228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a Happy Tuesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3327586198156970388?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3327586198156970388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3327586198156970388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3327586198156970388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3327586198156970388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/01/socks.html' title='Socks!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S14TcKIn5tI/AAAAAAAAAec/ip571aJRC2w/s72-c/P1060224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-4294316471703747067</id><published>2010-01-25T08:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:01:24.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking In.</title><content type='html'>We have settled in to 2010 quite nicely here in FullerTown.  The Mayor and Town Manager have cast a vision that would make any Town Council proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't you just love how I speak of our household as if it were a real place on the map?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are currently without a working camera here in FullerTown.  We do have one that works intermittently and right now it is on the blink.  I am so sorry there will be no pictures coming from FullerTown in the near future because there is some major cuteness going on around here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the midst of Upward basketball and cheerleading.  If you would like to see this action you will need to contact the Town Manager for a schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that our short-legged Luke has made us proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, our Anna Brooke is cracking the shell of shyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Belle cannot wait until the Fall when it will be her turn to get in on the action!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul is still content sitting on Daddy's shoulders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has the best view of anybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-4294316471703747067?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/4294316471703747067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=4294316471703747067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4294316471703747067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/4294316471703747067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/01/checking-in.html' title='Checking In.'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3085563011190007631</id><published>2010-01-13T05:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T05:48:00.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While we were there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While we were visiting with our family at Hideaway Farms, we:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuddled with cute babies (this is my youngest cousin's baby) So adorably cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0st4KUciTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/VNOA60_l9Ps/s1600-h/P1060148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425480618963929394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0st4KUciTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/VNOA60_l9Ps/s320/P1060148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rode the four-wheeler everywhere. This is the everyone's favorite thing to do, even the big boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425480617198229826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0st4DveGUI/AAAAAAAAAc0/kgXiZwFBka0/s320/P1060115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went visiting at our cousins' house just up the driveway. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425483940491942674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0sw5f-b2xI/AAAAAAAAAdM/7-lsmtfFvSY/s320/P1060059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425483935527897954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0sw5Ne6i2I/AAAAAAAAAdE/2oDaHUiZf08/s320/P1060057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0st3ZNEOnI/AAAAAAAAAcs/A6lq1wzFDk0/s1600-h/P1060058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425480605779638898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0st3ZNEOnI/AAAAAAAAAcs/A6lq1wzFDk0/s320/P1060058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hosted tea parties with each other as a guest. And invited baby dolls. Please notice Sarah Belle's strapless dress and Paul's gentleman ways letting her be seated first before he takes his seat.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0st3OZoK-I/AAAAAAAAAck/bNfFCNHPh-g/s1600-h/P1060055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425480602879536098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0st3OZoK-I/AAAAAAAAAck/bNfFCNHPh-g/s320/P1060055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, we witnessed the hatching of 11 new baby chicks.  Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0st2__iEYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/-qNRp2x-q6A/s1600-h/P1060052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425480599011987842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0st2__iEYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/-qNRp2x-q6A/s320/P1060052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3085563011190007631?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3085563011190007631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3085563011190007631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3085563011190007631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3085563011190007631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/01/while-we-were-there.html' title='While we were there...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0st4KUciTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/VNOA60_l9Ps/s72-c/P1060148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-1251229437151729534</id><published>2010-01-12T06:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T06:08:00.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Part 4: Hideaway Farms</title><content type='html'>Several months ago, actually in June, we discovered that this year's theme for Vacation Bible School is &lt;a href="http://www2.lifeway.com/vbs2010/yourvbs/"&gt;Saddle Ridge Ranch&lt;/a&gt;. The little Fullers got so excited they asked Granny and Granddaddy for boots and hats for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day we were there, we made a trip to &lt;a href="http://www.rccwestern.com/orp.asp"&gt;Western World&lt;/a&gt; to look at the boots. Granddaddy and Granny gave us a talk about how we were going to look at the boots and let Santa come and pick them up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE ARE NOT BUYING THE BOOTS TODAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking to myself that we had six children here looking at boots, this could go either way. They may understand and be little angels or there could be lots of crying and emotional meltdowns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was as if they knew that was a big hoax because everybody was perfect. When Sarah Belle chose hers, she took them off and walked them to the register and put them up on the counter. There was a very nice lady who helped us all make sure that we were getting the right fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We let each little Fuller choose the ones they wanted.  Anna Brooke chose pink with star sparkles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425476736812736706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0sqWMLeYMI/AAAAAAAAAcU/3GZbArTnaUU/s320/P1060078.JPG" /&gt;Luke chose Duke Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425471738828454786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0slzRPKe4I/AAAAAAAAAb8/6OuDza6Pbc0/s320/P1060074.JPG" /&gt;Paul chose the same ones his big brother chose.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0slzjXklUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/JpDhPubhCJ0/s1600-h/P1060080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425471743695557954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0slzjXklUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/JpDhPubhCJ0/s320/P1060080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah Belle chose white with fringe on the side and star sparkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0slzCKvLSI/AAAAAAAAAb0/BmZRAZsG_IU/s1600-h/P1060076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425471734783356194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0slzCKvLSI/AAAAAAAAAb0/BmZRAZsG_IU/s320/P1060076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody was so excited to receive the boots they wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-1251229437151729534?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/1251229437151729534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=1251229437151729534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1251229437151729534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1251229437151729534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-part-4-hideaway-farms.html' title='Christmas Part 4: Hideaway Farms'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0sqWMLeYMI/AAAAAAAAAcU/3GZbArTnaUU/s72-c/P1060078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-7473310424103769</id><published>2010-01-11T06:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T06:44:00.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Part 3: Papa &amp; Nana's house</title><content type='html'>On Christmas Afternoon, we travel to Louisburg to celebrate Christmas with Papa &amp;amp; Nana, Unc D, Aunt Kendall, Lilly &amp;amp; Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425115095692593794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0nhb6BdyoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/LibxtsmNj4M/s320/P1060024.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a good time as usual.  Anna Brooke always enjoys herself when she is around other girls she doesn't get to see that often.  Especially if she is receiving a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0nUsaFqSrI/AAAAAAAAAbU/VlhpK841IEQ/s1600-h/P1060034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425101085526870706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0nUsaFqSrI/AAAAAAAAAbU/VlhpK841IEQ/s320/P1060034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul had a good time too.  He likes his new hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0nUsNcW_wI/AAAAAAAAAbM/JVw0wfR55fU/s1600-h/P1060036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425101082132414210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0nUsNcW_wI/AAAAAAAAAbM/JVw0wfR55fU/s320/P1060036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke sat on the couch to open his gifts.  He had them all organized neatly in a large gift bag.  He knew exactly what he received and who gave it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0nUr9RxkpI/AAAAAAAAAbE/vZc7GV7lepY/s1600-h/P1060037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425101077793051282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0nUr9RxkpI/AAAAAAAAAbE/vZc7GV7lepY/s320/P1060037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Belle sat on Aunt Kendall's lap the entire time.  She loves her aunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0nUrUCQpGI/AAAAAAAAAa8/nenEwZ633g8/s1600-h/P1060033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425101066722124898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0nUrUCQpGI/AAAAAAAAAa8/nenEwZ633g8/s320/P1060033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we met Uncle Garry, Aunt Mickie, Aunt Teri and Sandi at Red Robin in Durham on the way home.  Jacob and Paul were too busy to sit still and have their picture made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0niuZbYylI/AAAAAAAAAbs/OAhpTdZTJlc/s1600-h/P1060048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425116512872090194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0niuZbYylI/AAAAAAAAAbs/OAhpTdZTJlc/s320/P1060048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-7473310424103769?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/7473310424103769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=7473310424103769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7473310424103769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7473310424103769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-part-3-papa-nanas-house.html' title='Christmas Part 3: Papa &amp; Nana&apos;s house'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0nhb6BdyoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/LibxtsmNj4M/s72-c/P1060024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-494671019075062701</id><published>2010-01-10T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T07:49:00.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Part 2: Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>This was the scene at FullerTown Christmas morning. The little Fullers come down the front stairs and see what Santa brought.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424908815183925170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kl0zPsT7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Db69W5ym-RE/s320/P1050954.JPG" /&gt; I love how Sarah Belle is running in this picture. And Luke's smile is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424908821870234610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kl1MJ1S_I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/NIWiHGZzbM8/s320/P1050957.JPG" /&gt;Luke loved his desk. He sat there to open every gift. And neatly organized everything into his desk.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kl11HHcOI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Vg4c7O8d5iM/s1600-h/P1050961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424908832864694498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kl11HHcOI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Vg4c7O8d5iM/s320/P1050961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna Brooke loved everything she received. She especially loved the novelization of Barbie as the Island Princess. We read it on the way to Florida. She loved every word.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424908836925491458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kl2EPSSQI/AAAAAAAAAaU/kvpGo0JuJ6Y/s320/P1050962.JPG" /&gt;And, Sarah Belle adored her dollhouse. She was so excited to get what she asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kl1XOcciI/AAAAAAAAAaE/rMJjxw8dLJo/s1600-h/P1050959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424908824842367522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kl1XOcciI/AAAAAAAAAaE/rMJjxw8dLJo/s320/P1050959.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paul has been enjoying his rocking horse and train set every day since Christmas.  He loves the sounds and movements of his rocking horse.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424918555928168450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kuryWGCAI/AAAAAAAAAac/EaYah87ggDQ/s320/P1050989.JPG" /&gt;It was such a fun morning.  We are so glad the little Fullers are at such a fun age right now.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424918570673298914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kuspRm3eI/AAAAAAAAAak/HzIafDTG-Ug/s320/P1050991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a mighty fine Christmas morning here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-494671019075062701?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/494671019075062701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=494671019075062701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/494671019075062701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/494671019075062701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-part-2-christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Part 2: Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kl0zPsT7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Db69W5ym-RE/s72-c/P1050954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-8878994382648428134</id><published>2010-01-09T19:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:49:10.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Part 1</title><content type='html'>We put our tree in a different place this year and I LOVED IT THERE!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kjPeBNtsI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xX3XFzjaja8/s1600-h/P1050943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424905974807639746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kjPeBNtsI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xX3XFzjaja8/s320/P1050943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the view from the kitchen.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424905957166425922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kjOcTOJ0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/9P49IOoU3W4/s320/P1050760.JPG" /&gt;And we left cookies out for Santa, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kjPIgqPFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ycGF2amODc0/s1600-h/P1050934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424905969033952338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kjPIgqPFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ycGF2amODc0/s320/P1050934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we ate Happy Birthday Jesus cake for dinner on Christmas Eve.  It was so good and the little Fullers loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kjOhdbAAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/AVVAXUPT_fU/s1600-h/P1050883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424905958551388162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kjOhdbAAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/AVVAXUPT_fU/s320/P1050883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-8878994382648428134?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/8878994382648428134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=8878994382648428134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8878994382648428134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8878994382648428134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-part-1.html' title='Christmas Part 1'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S0kjPeBNtsI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xX3XFzjaja8/s72-c/P1050943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-2627873327096053119</id><published>2009-12-25T05:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T05:13:00.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason for this Season!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4VL9ZbxBI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Ol8IbDWAwPo/s1600-h/PB180010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417290696977269778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4VL9ZbxBI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Ol8IbDWAwPo/s320/PB180010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-2627873327096053119?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/2627873327096053119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=2627873327096053119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2627873327096053119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2627873327096053119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/reason-for-this-season.html' title='The Reason for this Season!!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4VL9ZbxBI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Ol8IbDWAwPo/s72-c/PB180010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-768730567227703775</id><published>2009-12-24T06:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T06:08:00.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stockings Were Hung By the Chimney...</title><content type='html'>When we got married, we began filling stockings for each other.  We would find all kinds of little things to put inside.  So, when Luke was born, we wanted to get him a stocking and fill one for him.  But we couldn't find one to match ours.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4UEUIadGI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GRZknfON9bw/s1600-h/40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417289466129314914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4UEUIadGI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GRZknfON9bw/s320/40.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we ordered all new ones from Land's End.  And, every year that we've needed one more we have called them and purchased one.  They are all different and all special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4UD-VoJNI/AAAAAAAAAY8/47l4eM5wk1M/s1600-h/39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417289460279157970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4UD-VoJNI/AAAAAAAAAY8/47l4eM5wk1M/s320/39.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-768730567227703775?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/768730567227703775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=768730567227703775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/768730567227703775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/768730567227703775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/stockings-were-hung-by-chimney.html' title='The Stockings Were Hung By the Chimney...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4UEUIadGI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GRZknfON9bw/s72-c/40.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-5535360230048837247</id><published>2009-12-23T06:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T06:01:00.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornaments #39</title><content type='html'>These ornaments also have a story.  They were purchased from a gift shop in Siler City, NC that I loved.  The Christmas that my Anna Brooke was born was a busy one.  I had everything ready long before she was due to arrive.  The trees, the gifts, everything; except these ornaments.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4Sc0y_KXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Q3kR_qCNJC8/s1600-h/38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417287688191420786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4Sc0y_KXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Q3kR_qCNJC8/s320/38.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I ran out of time to go and get a few of them so it would have to wait.  After Christmas, my parents came to visit to bring our gifts from Florida and see their first granddaughter again.  We went to eat dinner at the adjoining restaraunt and there were still several of these ornaments!!  And they were on sale for a much-reduced price!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These ornaments remind me of that magical Christmas when I had my very own little bundle wrapped in soft cloths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-5535360230048837247?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/5535360230048837247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=5535360230048837247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5535360230048837247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5535360230048837247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornaments-39.html' title='Christmas Ornaments #39'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4Sc0y_KXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Q3kR_qCNJC8/s72-c/38.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-8396527194462247492</id><published>2009-12-22T05:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T05:54:00.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugared Fruit Ornaments</title><content type='html'>Today's ornaments have a story.  We once lived in a house that had the cutest yellow wallpaper with fruit vines on it in the Breakfast Room.  (I know that doesn't sound cute, but it's the best I could describe it.)  I wanted to put a tree in there and began a search for fruit ornaments.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4RGjL8WII/AAAAAAAAAYs/lgRHqGyicHo/s1600-h/37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417286205995505794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4RGjL8WII/AAAAAAAAAYs/lgRHqGyicHo/s320/37.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One day I was in Dollar General and saw these.  I bought every one they had and asked if other stores had them.  So the search began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4RGfFMNXI/AAAAAAAAAYk/QwU9Gd3lOcw/s1600-h/36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417286204893443442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4RGfFMNXI/AAAAAAAAAYk/QwU9Gd3lOcw/s320/36.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have a whole tree's worth of these assorted ornaments.  And I purchased them from every Dollar General between Asheboro, NC and Henderson, NC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4RGFHup3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/XFZfYraiftw/s1600-h/35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417286197924767602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4RGFHup3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/XFZfYraiftw/s320/35.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I still love them.  I still put them in my Breakfast Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4RF5V7gwI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Q4Nj4qKqK6E/s1600-h/34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417286194763105026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4RF5V7gwI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Q4Nj4qKqK6E/s320/34.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I still love them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4RFkI5QCI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Ka3Ivs7ovlI/s1600-h/33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417286189071286306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4RFkI5QCI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Ka3Ivs7ovlI/s320/33.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The grapes are my favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-8396527194462247492?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/8396527194462247492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=8396527194462247492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8396527194462247492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8396527194462247492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/sugared-fruit-ornaments.html' title='Sugared Fruit Ornaments'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4RGjL8WII/AAAAAAAAAYs/lgRHqGyicHo/s72-c/37.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-9003897774204174736</id><published>2009-12-21T05:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T05:48:00.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornaments #31, #32, #33</title><content type='html'>This ornament was purchsed at Dillard's several years ago.  I saw it before Christmas and loved it but couldn't pay full price.  So, about a week after Christmas i stopped in and there were two left at 80% off!!  I was so excited.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4PfPC-AzI/AAAAAAAAAYE/n_5O6sDK7jA/s1600-h/32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417284431062631218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4PfPC-AzI/AAAAAAAAAYE/n_5O6sDK7jA/s320/32.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These poinsettias were also from Dillard's and purchased the same day.  There are burgundy ones and gold ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4Pej3Oz0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/oPT6hLLh3Kc/s1600-h/31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417284419470675778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4Pej3Oz0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/oPT6hLLh3Kc/s320/31.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a bunch of pinecones that I have collected from a number of places.  For some reason, I really do like them.  I think they remind me of my Florida roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4PeVVhVVI/AAAAAAAAAX0/XdBh1BGzTMs/s1600-h/30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417284415571187026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4PeVVhVVI/AAAAAAAAAX0/XdBh1BGzTMs/s320/30.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-9003897774204174736?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/9003897774204174736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=9003897774204174736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9003897774204174736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9003897774204174736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornaments-31-32-33.html' title='Christmas Ornaments #31, #32, #33'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4PfPC-AzI/AAAAAAAAAYE/n_5O6sDK7jA/s72-c/32.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-8492915382302930294</id><published>2009-12-20T06:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T06:48:20.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>White House ornaments</title><content type='html'>Today's collection of ornaments are probably the most beautiful on the tree. They are from the White House Historical Library. This collection was started for me as a gift from a sweet, sweet friend whom we love dearly. Every year she gives this ornament to me as a gift; and I treasure them.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4Mu6GGLoI/AAAAAAAAAXs/DjEou5ad2Gg/s1600-h/29a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417281401781628546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4Mu6GGLoI/AAAAAAAAAXs/DjEou5ad2Gg/s320/29a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is made from the same sandstone as the White House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MuqyB-II/AAAAAAAAAXk/46jfNtBTT_s/s1600-h/29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417281397670934658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MuqyB-II/AAAAAAAAAXk/46jfNtBTT_s/s320/29.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year's ornament is related to a former President's time in the White House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MuYzkgmI/AAAAAAAAAXc/bsS9veFD6-U/s1600-h/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417281392845554274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MuYzkgmI/AAAAAAAAAXc/bsS9veFD6-U/s320/28.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one got married at Christmastime in the White House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MQB7WqiI/AAAAAAAAAXU/C25MXXZIfqk/s1600-h/27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417280871308110370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MQB7WqiI/AAAAAAAAAXU/C25MXXZIfqk/s320/27.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorites. The President himself dressed up as Santa Claus for his grandchildren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MP-YNLGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/d6GOwFMyrjc/s1600-h/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417280870355381346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MP-YNLGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/d6GOwFMyrjc/s320/26.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my most favorite. The rocking horse and train swivel from side to side. This is what Paul wants for Christmas. A train and a rocking horse.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MPgCrf4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Qt20QO68CS4/s1600-h/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417280862212030338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MPgCrf4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Qt20QO68CS4/s320/25.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the colors used on this one. And how regal it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MPbw0cLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/aar2aoiawro/s1600-h/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417280861063377074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MPbw0cLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/aar2aoiawro/s320/24.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must have been a White Christmas complete with sleigh ride sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MO4oROVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3xj5-hPo1L4/s1600-h/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417280851632273746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4MO4oROVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3xj5-hPo1L4/s320/23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These ornaments come in a box with a little booklet that tells the story behind each ornament.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I Love them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-8492915382302930294?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/8492915382302930294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=8492915382302930294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8492915382302930294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8492915382302930294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/todays-collection-of-ornaments-are.html' title='White House ornaments'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sy4Mu6GGLoI/AAAAAAAAAXs/DjEou5ad2Gg/s72-c/29a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-7301002940699793041</id><published>2009-12-19T05:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T05:23:00.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornaments #16, #17, #18, #19, #20</title><content type='html'>These are Chrismon ornaments. I have a set of 12 Chrismons that I ordered from &lt;a href="http://www.worldcraftsvillage.com/"&gt;World Crafts &lt;/a&gt;many years ago. Each symbol has a significant meaning relating to the Life of Christ. You can learn more about them &lt;a href="http://www.cresourcei.org/symbols/ornaments.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I think they are beautiful.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTd7axKO5I/AAAAAAAAAWs/c1AtJCURKyM/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414696664873712530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTd7axKO5I/AAAAAAAAAWs/c1AtJCURKyM/s320/21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTd7JUE7MI/AAAAAAAAAWk/fj5LUVl_Jc8/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414696660188327106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTd7JUE7MI/AAAAAAAAAWk/fj5LUVl_Jc8/s320/20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTd6zspXQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/oy0NFmQKWGE/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414696654385798402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTd6zspXQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/oy0NFmQKWGE/s320/18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTd6mTc2FI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Y5sPCZn0VqU/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414696650790459474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTd6mTc2FI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Y5sPCZn0VqU/s320/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTd6Acf3LI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9hwwrPxiFC4/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414696640627858610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTd6Acf3LI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9hwwrPxiFC4/s320/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-7301002940699793041?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/7301002940699793041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=7301002940699793041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7301002940699793041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7301002940699793041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornaments-16-17-18-19-20.html' title='Christmas Ornaments #16, #17, #18, #19, #20'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTd7axKO5I/AAAAAAAAAWs/c1AtJCURKyM/s72-c/21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-275816232841746578</id><published>2009-12-18T06:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T06:14:00.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornament #15</title><content type='html'>Patrick has been collecting John Deere memorabilia for many, many years. These are some of his ornaments.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTbm6BUMYI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Dglgo5yNIQ8/s1600-h/15a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414694113462464898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTbm6BUMYI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Dglgo5yNIQ8/s320/15a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTbmTgMZZI/AAAAAAAAAV8/D7qk8D3U8oc/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414694103122994578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTbmTgMZZI/AAAAAAAAAV8/D7qk8D3U8oc/s320/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who knew Mrs. Claus drove a tractor? &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-275816232841746578?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/275816232841746578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=275816232841746578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/275816232841746578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/275816232841746578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornament-15.html' title='Christmas Ornament #15'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTbm6BUMYI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Dglgo5yNIQ8/s72-c/15a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6271924329163342389</id><published>2009-12-17T06:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T06:07:00.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornament #14</title><content type='html'>I won this ornament at an ornament exchange many years ago.  I have loved it ever since.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTZW18USgI/AAAAAAAAAV0/nMIxZTl85Bs/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414691638466595330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTZW18USgI/AAAAAAAAAV0/nMIxZTl85Bs/s320/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It also reminds me of the time my family visited the town of Hershey, PA when I was a very little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs a little chocolate to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6271924329163342389?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6271924329163342389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6271924329163342389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6271924329163342389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6271924329163342389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornament-14.html' title='Christmas Ornament #14'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTZW18USgI/AAAAAAAAAV0/nMIxZTl85Bs/s72-c/14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-9114715809768375485</id><published>2009-12-16T05:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T05:46:00.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornament #11, #12, &amp;#13</title><content type='html'>As I said earlier on this ornament journey, we like to collect ornaments when we travel. These three ornaments have been collected from Mission Trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is the first year this ornament has hung on our tree. It is from Costa Rica.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTXyX5K13I/AAAAAAAAAVs/7Hc4RM84BLw/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414689912413411186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTXyX5K13I/AAAAAAAAAVs/7Hc4RM84BLw/s320/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ornament is from Peggy's Cove, Nova Scotia, Canada. The most beautiful place I have ever visited on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTXyNYKxtI/AAAAAAAAAVk/6bsLWLkhgU8/s1600-h/12+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414689909590640338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTXyNYKxtI/AAAAAAAAAVk/6bsLWLkhgU8/s320/12+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ornament is handmade and hand painted in Romania. The lady who makes these donates the proceeds to the Seminary there.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTXxoVcx7I/AAAAAAAAAVc/J1FQQXDwwes/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414689899647125426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTXxoVcx7I/AAAAAAAAAVc/J1FQQXDwwes/s320/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-9114715809768375485?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/9114715809768375485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=9114715809768375485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9114715809768375485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9114715809768375485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornament-11-12.html' title='Christmas Ornament #11, #12, &amp;#13'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SyTXyX5K13I/AAAAAAAAAVs/7Hc4RM84BLw/s72-c/13.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3547178720047303460</id><published>2009-12-15T05:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T05:54:00.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornament #10</title><content type='html'>Today is my Mom's birthday, &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Mom!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx020rJynkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dFCh6TF0GB0/s1600-h/PB120022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412542605734092354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx020rJynkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dFCh6TF0GB0/s320/PB120022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today, I will share some ornaments that My Mom has given to me over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx020KamVvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/2leqS-aW12Y/s1600-h/PB120013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412542596946220786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx020KamVvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/2leqS-aW12Y/s320/PB120013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She started a new tradition the year my older sister got married. She gave us all (my 2 sisters and me) an angel ornament &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx02z7zGSwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Fv0pnJyK-xE/s1600-h/PB120012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412542593022446338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx02z7zGSwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Fv0pnJyK-xE/s320/PB120012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some years it has been a set of ornaments, other years it has been a single ornament. They are all very special to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3547178720047303460?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3547178720047303460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3547178720047303460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3547178720047303460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3547178720047303460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornament-10.html' title='Christmas Ornament #10'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx020rJynkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dFCh6TF0GB0/s72-c/PB120022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3923750073968462379</id><published>2009-12-14T05:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T05:50:00.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornaments #9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0y2ExkAqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_-HIjKOvKEg/s1600-h/PB120003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412538231745151650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0y2ExkAqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_-HIjKOvKEg/s320/PB120003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the newer ornaments in our collection.  It was purchased during a weekend trip Patrick and I took last Fall.  We were blessed with the opportunity to get away and I found these in a shop in Black Mountain.  They were very reasonably priced and there were only two left!  They are a very beautiful addition to our ornament collection!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3923750073968462379?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3923750073968462379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3923750073968462379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3923750073968462379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3923750073968462379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornaments-9.html' title='Christmas Ornaments #9'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0y2ExkAqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_-HIjKOvKEg/s72-c/PB120003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-2506137480046374381</id><published>2009-12-13T05:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T05:44:00.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornaments #7 &amp; #8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0xa61tTiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zdgrzSJja28/s1600-h/PB120483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412536665710087714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0xa61tTiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zdgrzSJja28/s320/PB120483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Many people may not be aware that the International Mission Board sells ornaments for every year's missions emphasis.  I have collected these ornaments for years and love every one.  The ornaments always is a simple collage of faces representing millions that need Jesus.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0xaqz-D9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/HVgwCro_uRM/s1600-h/PB120001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412536661407829970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0xaqz-D9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/HVgwCro_uRM/s320/PB120001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Please do not let the opportunity to give to the Lottie Moon International Missions Offering pass you by.  We have missionaries ready and willing to go tell the nations.  The very least we can do is sacrificially give so that they can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-2506137480046374381?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/2506137480046374381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=2506137480046374381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2506137480046374381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/2506137480046374381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornaments-7-8.html' title='Christmas Ornaments #7 &amp; #8'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0xa61tTiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zdgrzSJja28/s72-c/PB120483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-741899218391128098</id><published>2009-12-12T05:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T05:40:00.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornament #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0waoMwYII/AAAAAAAAAUk/gveQoviI3Bc/s1600-h/PB120495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412535561194856578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0waoMwYII/AAAAAAAAAUk/gveQoviI3Bc/s320/PB120495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This ornament says &lt;em&gt;New Home 2006&lt;/em&gt;.  It was given to us by one of our sweet church members.  We love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-741899218391128098?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/741899218391128098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=741899218391128098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/741899218391128098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/741899218391128098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornament-6.html' title='Christmas Ornament #6'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0waoMwYII/AAAAAAAAAUk/gveQoviI3Bc/s72-c/PB120495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-9205772297409977605</id><published>2009-12-11T06:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T06:05:00.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornament #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0oasMNsVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tu_ftQo2F5Q/s1600-h/PB120489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412526766173303122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0oasMNsVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tu_ftQo2F5Q/s320/PB120489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This ornament is one of a set of six.  They were purchased in sets of 3, a red, white and green one all with the year on them.  We bought enough for us a set and both our Mother's a set.  We cut the wallet size photos of the children and put in the ornament frames.  They both liked them very much.  I have never seen anything like this again in the stores.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you find something similar, let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-9205772297409977605?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/9205772297409977605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=9205772297409977605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9205772297409977605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9205772297409977605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornament-5.html' title='Christmas Ornament #5'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0oasMNsVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tu_ftQo2F5Q/s72-c/PB120489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3248258785514953129</id><published>2009-12-10T05:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T05:28:00.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornament #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0RZFqQYJI/AAAAAAAAAUU/rEyet1oqfuo/s1600-h/PB120484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412501449883017362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0RZFqQYJI/AAAAAAAAAUU/rEyet1oqfuo/s320/PB120484.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We place these little red birds on our tree every year.  And, every year I situate two to look like they are in love.  It's just my quirky humor.  The tree always settles a little bit and the birds end up looking like these do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3248258785514953129?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3248258785514953129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3248258785514953129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3248258785514953129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3248258785514953129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornament-4.html' title='Christmas Ornament #4'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0RZFqQYJI/AAAAAAAAAUU/rEyet1oqfuo/s72-c/PB120484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-8194707085737127513</id><published>2009-12-09T06:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T06:04:00.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornaments #2 &amp; #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The next two ornaments are self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't read it very well because apparently pewter, Christmas lights and automatic flash don't work well together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our First Christmas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patrick &amp;amp; Laura Fuller&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;12-25-2000&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412496739072591650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0NG4hhxyI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MWclJ9gA3io/s320/PB120473.JPG" /&gt;This will be our tenth Christmas together!! Every one has been special, wonderful, and memories have been made every single year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next is an ornament from the gift shop of the resort where we spent our Honeymoon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412500310078927250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0QWvjyMZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/LenCyqAfg1U/s320/PB120496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This really began a tradition that we could not have imagined at that time. Whenever we travel somewhere we have never been, we try to purchase an ornament to help us remember that city or place. We are getting close to A BUNCH of ornaments from places we have visited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's see if I can list the memory from every year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2000-Our first Christmas together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2001-We spent Christmas in Florida with my family. We were getting ready to move to our first place of ministry together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2002-I was expecting Luke and we made it as special as we could knowing that this would be our last Christmas with just the two of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2003-Luke's first Christmas. We spent Christmas in Florida with my family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2004-Anna Brooke's first Christmas. We stayed home all day and she slept ALL DAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2005-We spent Christmas in Florida for the last time and announced Sarah's Belle's presence among us. I thought we were going to have to call the paramedics to revive my Mother and Sister at The Olive Garden!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2006-Sarah Belle's first Christmas. Our first Christmas in Greensboro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2007-Paul's first Christmas. This is the year of the now famous Christmas card with the little Fullers dressed and posing as if they were Joseph, Mary, an angel and Baby Jesus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2008-All the little Fullers received either a bicycle or tricycle from Santa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2009-Memories in the making!!&lt;/p&gt;What is your favorite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-8194707085737127513?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/8194707085737127513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=8194707085737127513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8194707085737127513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/8194707085737127513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornaments-2-3.html' title='Christmas Ornaments #2 &amp; #3'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0NG4hhxyI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MWclJ9gA3io/s72-c/PB120473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-5185271248293215757</id><published>2009-12-08T05:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T05:53:00.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ornament #1</title><content type='html'>Over the next few weeks I am going to attempt to share a couple special ornaments or decorations that are special every day. Really every ornament is special to us because it commemorates a special event or was given to us by someone we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is special to me. Patrick gave it to me the Christmas he proposed to me. You should understand that the engagement ring wasn't my Christmas gift, it just happened to be at Christmastime when Patrick popped the question. One of my Christmas gifts from him that year was this beautiful gold tree with the date engraved on it. It will always hang on our tree and remind me of that magical Christmas when we were newly engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412494313277337554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0K5ru3r9I/AAAAAAAAAT8/p0eaVWj90Jo/s320/PB120472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-5185271248293215757?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/5185271248293215757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=5185271248293215757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5185271248293215757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5185271248293215757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ornament-1.html' title='Christmas Ornament #1'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0K5ru3r9I/AAAAAAAAAT8/p0eaVWj90Jo/s72-c/PB120472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3176745279264366916</id><published>2009-12-02T17:09:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T08:23:25.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Were Thankful</title><content type='html'>It is our tradition to spend thanksgiving on Moulton with the whole Fuller family. Papa says there are only 5 houses on Moulton. It's really small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we arrived there at 11 p.m. Nana was waiting up for us and set up the camp-out bed. The little Fullers slept until 9:00 the next morning. It was very unusual. I think they sleep better there because it is so dark and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410766523592690578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SxbnfFlRS5I/AAAAAAAAASs/0kTJl2I5ZzI/s320/PA310224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning we were going to blow leaves in the yard. Wet leaves. Patrick blew leaves and the children played in them. I supervised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz8Vx57R-I/AAAAAAAAAS0/x38hGQUVHFo/s1600-h/PA310234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412478303296243682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz8Vx57R-I/AAAAAAAAAS0/x38hGQUVHFo/s320/PA310234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The leaves have to be blown or raked into a big pile. Then hauled by wheelbarrow to a burn pile on the edge of Papa's yard. It was hard work. Work which I have not done in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz8yHDHFrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hG9wPkieSJo/s1600-h/PA310266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412478790008247986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz8yHDHFrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hG9wPkieSJo/s320/PA310266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the advantages of living in the city, in a neighborhood. It takes us 10 minutes to blow the leaves out of our back yard back into the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz9bhxN7wI/AAAAAAAAATM/5x80fENRG04/s1600-h/PA310273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412479501555592962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz9bhxN7wI/AAAAAAAAATM/5x80fENRG04/s320/PA310273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We worked ALL DAY LONG. And by 'all day' I mean the better part of the afternoon. I'm really sad there are no pictures of me pushing the wheelbarrow piled high with leaves. Next year, you will see a picture of me working. It's a promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz-VbJv44I/AAAAAAAAATU/JOJhAg6VgN8/s1600-h/PA310240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412480496211846018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz-VbJv44I/AAAAAAAAATU/JOJhAg6VgN8/s320/PA310240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Thursday, we made chocolate covered pretzels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz_A1mzVII/AAAAAAAAATc/XkmnF50ToEM/s1600-h/PB010293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412481242047403138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz_A1mzVII/AAAAAAAAATc/XkmnF50ToEM/s320/PB010293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz_e0fdB4I/AAAAAAAAATk/Y5faM9QZdE0/s1600-h/PB010284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412481757144221570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sxz_e0fdB4I/AAAAAAAAATk/Y5faM9QZdE0/s320/PB010284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we ate the usual stuff that we love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0AZDzPUZI/AAAAAAAAATs/a56SqfaZRu8/s1600-h/PB010321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412482757686153618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/Sx0AZDzPUZI/AAAAAAAAATs/a56SqfaZRu8/s320/PB010321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey, ham, corn pudding, grean bean casserole, dinner rolls, sweet potatoes, potato salad, cranberry sauce, pecan pie and cheesecake. I think that's all. It was all very good. Nana cooks everything. I watch the children and keep them out of the kitchen so she can get it all done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like a traffic control operator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is some orange flashlights to keep everything running smoothly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3176745279264366916?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3176745279264366916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3176745279264366916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3176745279264366916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3176745279264366916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-were-thankful.html' title='We Were Thankful'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SxbnfFlRS5I/AAAAAAAAASs/0kTJl2I5ZzI/s72-c/PA310224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-5534301386224413826</id><published>2009-12-01T06:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T06:33:00.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Anna Brooke</title><content type='html'>Today is my big girl, Anna Brooke's birthday! She is turning FIVE years old. Someone please contact Father Time and let him know that he will just have to leave me behind because he is marching too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SxPKIK-VOhI/AAAAAAAAASM/yv-nniRFfu8/s1600/100_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409889819135654418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SxPKIK-VOhI/AAAAAAAAASM/yv-nniRFfu8/s320/100_0672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna Brooke was born on a Wednesday evening at 6:40 pm. It was the same day as Tom Brokaw's last broadcast. I remember saying that I wanted to watch it and then realizing about midnight that I missed it. I was so happy to have a little girl I was beside myself. It is every woman's dream to have a girl just because, have you been in the boys' clothing department lately? Everybody knows it's much more fun to dress a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anna Brooke and Luke are 19 months apart. They are so close. They love to pretend that they are twins. Being that Anna Brooke is tall they are pretty successful at pulling it off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409895398614896274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SxPPM8J2DpI/AAAAAAAAASk/vlyi5pTTvEU/s320/100_1036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Brooke loves her baby sister also. They love to stay in their room and play for an hour or so at a time. It is so cute to hear them talking about their babies and cooking supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/February%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1030616.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/February%202009/P1030616.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Brooke likes to play with her baby brother. She especially likes some of his toys. She speaks to him like they are both teenagers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SxPOplpEtOI/AAAAAAAAASc/Aarbmdtso8Q/s1600/100_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1374.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/100_1374.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things you may not know abour Anna Brooke:&lt;br /&gt;-she is SLOW. She gets this trait from her Mommy! I am the same way. She will NOT BE RUSHED! Don't even try.&lt;br /&gt;-She is particular about her clothes. She doesn't like to wear long sleeves. She will wear short sleeves with a jacket.&lt;br /&gt;-She LOVES to sing. She picks up the tune and words to any song very easily. She sings all the time.&lt;br /&gt;-She loves going to Preschool. She has a strong desire to learn more. She can't wait to start Kindergarten next Fall.&lt;br /&gt;-She is left handed.&lt;br /&gt;-She will try to eat anything new.&lt;br /&gt;-Chick-fil-A is her favorite restaraunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has enriched our lives so much these past 5 years. I think the LORD gave her to us to help us to slow down in the rush of our ministry lives sometimes. And she does a good job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/October%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P9220016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/October%202009/P9220016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE YOU, ANNA BROOKE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BIG GIRL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-5534301386224413826?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/5534301386224413826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=5534301386224413826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5534301386224413826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5534301386224413826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-anna-brooke.html' title='Happy Birthday, Anna Brooke'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/SxPKIK-VOhI/AAAAAAAAASM/yv-nniRFfu8/s72-c/100_0672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3292289087029388946</id><published>2009-11-13T13:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:49:59.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Asking Why?</title><content type='html'>It seems I have been inundated lately with stories of children being sick.  I mean really sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, one of my nephews had the H1N1 virus, went to school for one week, then ran a temperature for 8 days with no explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of a &lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/mcraekate"&gt;child &lt;/a&gt;in the western part of our country with a tumor who is undergoing chemotherapy.  This little girl is the same age as my Anna Brooke.  I can't read her blog very often because it brings me to tears.  These parents of cancer-riddled children are my heroes.  They always have been and always will be.  When I think I'm having a bad day, I think of them sitting in a hospital praying over the bodies of their precious children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have sweet friends who recently lost a baby after just 20 weeks of pregnancy.  Sweet baby W never was given the opportunity to breathe on his own or dream a big dream about what he would be when he grew up.  These parents are filled with questions starting with "Why...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I have my list of questions also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did God choose to give me four healthy children?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did God choose to give me four children 19 months apart when I have friends who can't conceive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not spread the wealth and let everyone have a chance at being parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These young children do not deserve to die of cancer!!  Why not choose to hit the prisons with cancer??  Just wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that these things make Heaven sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to be there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3292289087029388946?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3292289087029388946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3292289087029388946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3292289087029388946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3292289087029388946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/11/asking-why.html' title='Asking Why?'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-485674073400202254</id><published>2009-11-07T05:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:00:44.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole Lotta Crazy!</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday evening, our AWANA club observed Crazy Hair Night.  The little Fullers wore crazy hair and loved every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/October%202009/?action=view&amp;current=utf-8BSU1HMDAxNDYuanBn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/October%202009/utf-8BSU1HMDAxNDYuanBn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke had a headband with trick-or-treat papers stapled to it around his head.  The girls and I wore all manner of braids and ponytails with assorted hairbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was crazy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-485674073400202254?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/485674073400202254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=485674073400202254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/485674073400202254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/485674073400202254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/11/whole-lotta-crazy.html' title='A Whole Lotta Crazy!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/October%202009/th_utf-8BSU1HMDAxNDYuanBn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3640934630399794935</id><published>2009-11-05T16:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T17:14:22.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Funniest Ever!</title><content type='html'>Just a few minutes ago, I begin to hear squealing from upstairs.  Now, I am downstairs and busy!  It takes a lot to keep FullerTown humming.  A LOT!!  anyway, the screaming continued and began to escalate.  Then, words began to form out of the squealing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mooommmyyyyyy!!  Come, help me!  Please!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I should investigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up the stairs I went.  I turned the corner to look toward the squealing.  And burst into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help it.  I regret terribly that I didn't have my camera in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was Anna Brooke tied to the spindle of the bannister by her very own shirt sleeve.  Apparently, Luke pulled on the sleeve until her arm came all the way out.  Then, he proceeded to tie her to the spindle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3640934630399794935?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3640934630399794935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3640934630399794935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3640934630399794935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3640934630399794935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/11/funniest-ever.html' title='The Funniest Ever!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6998570116294327136</id><published>2009-10-22T21:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:30:58.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile</title><content type='html'>I lost count as to how long it's been since there was some fresh news from FullerTown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must know that we've had some major computer issues over the past year.  It's a wonder we've survived, but we're still alive and kickin'.  (And, by major computer issues I mean the power chord BROKE OFF while still in the computer!!  And, of course the warranty is expired.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share something funny that Patrick said today.  He doesn't usually say funny things, but when he does: it's really funny.  I was at the table helping Luke with his first-grade homework.  (Which, by the way, is what I remember in about the third grade!)  Patrick said out of the blue, "I think I would rather be changing diapers than helping with homework!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly fell off of my stool!  People who have older children have often shared that parenting doesn't get any easier, it gets different.  I have often understood it to mean we won't be walking the floor at night with a teething baby or things like that.  The struggles will be emotional, or something else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I agree, changing diapers is much easier than trying to get a 6-year-old to SIT STILL AND THINK!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the baby appreciates having a clean bottom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6998570116294327136?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6998570116294327136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6998570116294327136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6998570116294327136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6998570116294327136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6621566231196877774</id><published>2009-10-12T09:53:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:07:35.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Father's Love</title><content type='html'>I typically sit on the front row at my church.  Yesterday was no different.  My pastor-husband is preaching a series on the Ten Commandments.  We are working from the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to the 1st.  Yesterday was the 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; commandment.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the invitation was given one of our youth came to the altar to pray.  Then this young person's father came, wrapped his arms around the small frame there beside him and prayed over his child.  I had tears in my eyes.  It was the most beautiful picture I have ever seen of how The Son loves us and cares for us.  And, cries out for us to His Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we never forget that He is there, interceding for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6621566231196877774?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6621566231196877774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6621566231196877774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6621566231196877774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6621566231196877774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/10/fathers-love.html' title='A Father&apos;s Love'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3336694230131860333</id><published>2009-10-09T21:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T21:30:28.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/October%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P9220016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/October%202009/P9220016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/October%202009/P9220043.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/October%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P9220050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/October%202009/P9220050.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3336694230131860333?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3336694230131860333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3336694230131860333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3336694230131860333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3336694230131860333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/10/playin.html' title='Playin...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/October%202009/th_P9220016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-7211041005918973789</id><published>2009-10-04T16:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:41:31.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P9170327.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/P9170327.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P9170329.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/P9170329.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P9170330.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/P9170330.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P8250149.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/P8250149.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P9010234.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/P9010234.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-7211041005918973789?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/th_P9170327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-91954592443015839</id><published>2009-10-01T04:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T04:17:00.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flippin'</title><content type='html'>Anna Brooke recently started a basic tumbling class.  To say that she is excited is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P8280209.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/P8280209.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked what she would like to be when she grows up, she will say, "a Cheerleader!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P8280206.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/P8280206.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I must apologize for the quality of these pictures.  I was in the parents' viewing area really far away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is ecstatic about going to tumbling.  When we come home from Preschool on the appointed day, she says, "Is it time to put on my tumbling clothes yet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P8280203.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/P8280203.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She enjoys it so much that she is going to begin practicing with a competitive team this week.  She will go to competitions several times this year.  She is thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P8280200-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/P8280200-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is sometimes distracted by the older teams practicing, which is to be expected.  She is loving it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-91954592443015839?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/91954592443015839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=91954592443015839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/91954592443015839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/91954592443015839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/10/flippin.html' title='Flippin&apos;'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/September%202009/th_P8280209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6425277082571320453</id><published>2009-09-30T16:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:16:52.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The cutest thing!</title><content type='html'>So, Paul's birthday was a month ago and he received several GeoTrax sets.  We geve him the firehouse and a construction set with a basic road set.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Pauls%20bday/?action=view&amp;current=P8250108.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Pauls%20bday/P8250108.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents sent the farm set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Pauls%20bday/?action=view&amp;current=P8250136.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Pauls%20bday/P8250136.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we all know that Paul is in the trucks and cars stage of toddlerhood.  This is what he likes the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Pauls%20bday/?action=view&amp;current=P8250133.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Pauls%20bday/P8250133.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't handle the cuteness!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6425277082571320453?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6425277082571320453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6425277082571320453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6425277082571320453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6425277082571320453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/09/cutest-thing.html' title='The cutest thing!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Pauls%20bday/th_P8250108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-3227773084660348825</id><published>2009-09-05T06:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:00:45.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Paul!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Christmas%202006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Christmas%202006/0028.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentine's Day 2007 Patrick and I decided that we would not get each other a gift.  This was the first time we had made such a deal.  I did pick up a card for him and filled it out.  Valentine's Day was on a Wednesday and we really didn't see each other much until after church that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Youth%20Hayride%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=House047-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Youth%20Hayride%2008/House047-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came home exhausted.  We had our little family of five all together in the Family Room and I handed him his card.  I had signed it the way I usually do with an extra note on the very bottom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P. S.  Baby Boy due to arrive in September.&lt;/span&gt;  (Now, I didn't know for sure he was a boy, but I had a feeling) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=January2009127.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/December%202008/January2009127.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FELL INTO THE FLOOR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/January%202009/?action=view&amp;current=January2009169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/January%202009/January2009169.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward 7 months.  I was very busy getting ready to open WEE Love Academy, the weekday preschool ministry at church.  I was thinking that I would get the Preschool started a few weeks then the baby would come.  Well, Preschool started on Tuesday, September 4, 2007.  It was a great day and I came home energetic!  I thought nothing of it just busied myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P1030921.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/March%202009/P1030921.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew something was up when I wasn't hungry at dinnertime.  I then began having these weird feelings.  Patrick became concerned but I said "It's nothing.  I'm not due for three more weeks."  He was putting out fresh bark in the yard when I informed him I thought I just had a contraction.  He worked like a mad man to get the yard just so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/April%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P1040568.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/April%202009/P1040568.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About midnight, I realized that this was the time God had chosen for my baby to enter the world.  We had our little Fullers tucked into bed and we stayed up all night getting everything ready for the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/?action=view&amp;current=June2009062.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/June2009062.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By about 5:00 am Wednesday morning, we made our way to the hospital.  My time in the labor room went just as I thought it would.  I gave the nurses the timeline of how everything would go.  They were amazed that I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/June%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P6130047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/June%202009/P6130047.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby Paul" went to Preschool in a Snugli when he was 10 days old.  He has been the biggest blessing to our lives.  He was so unexpected, yet such a joy!  You must understand that we knew we would have a fourth baby, we just didn't expect him to come so quickly.  But, we wouldn't have it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/July%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P7240253.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/July%202009/P7240253.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so funny and loves being the baby.  He has the most handsome smile and the funniest giggle.  His personality is emerging as well as his vocabulary.  He loves his brother and sisters and they love him dearly.  The love we all have for him runs deep.  He is a very sweet boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/July%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P7240238.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/July%202009/P7240238.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Paul-Paul!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Beach%20Photos%202009/?action=view&amp;current=Photo038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Beach%20Photos%202009/Photo038.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-3227773084660348825?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/3227773084660348825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=3227773084660348825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3227773084660348825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/3227773084660348825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-paul.html' title='Happy Birthday Paul!!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Christmas%202006/th_0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-1490198809511201428</id><published>2009-09-01T23:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:39:42.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Guest Photographer</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, the little Fullers get my camera and take pictures of each other.  Sometimes the pictures are of things around the house.  The pictures are always hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P7300002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P7300002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently uploaded pictures from both my cameras and guess what??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8070044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P8070044.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep!  A whole bunch of blurry pictures and some so close up I have a hard time knowing which little Fuller it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8070047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P8070047.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of me!  And yes, I have a bow in  my hair.  One of the girls had taken their bow out and brought it to me.  I couldn't go upstairs right then to put it away, so I put it in my hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8070051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P8070051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke likes to line up his cars on the ledge of the banister.  He stands on the landing and plays with them.  It is the perfect height for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8080076.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P8080076.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone ever thinks it is boring being a stay at home mom, just come on over!  I think they would change their mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8110083.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P8110083.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-1490198809511201428?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/1490198809511201428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=1490198809511201428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1490198809511201428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/1490198809511201428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-guest-photographer.html' title='Another Guest Photographer'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/th_P7300002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-7692204352616974982</id><published>2009-08-25T21:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:10:20.537-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Grade</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of first grade here in FullerTown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P8130087.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P8130087.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him yesterday if he wanted pancakes for breakfast and he said, "I want broken breakfast."  So please don't think I'm a bad Mommy for feeding my child cereal the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P8130090.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P8130090.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke has matured quite a bit over the summer.  He was excited when he woke up.  And put on his clothes all by himself.  Even his socks and shoes.  He has learned a new way to tie shoes.  He is quite proud of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P8130091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P8130091.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His new shoes make him run so much faster.  He cannot wait to go to PE and show Mr. H how fast he can run while wearing his new 'sport shoes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P8130093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P8130093.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always begins a school day snuggling with Daddy and reading the Bible.  He loves this time every day.  He would rather be late to school than to miss this special time with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P8130095.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P8130095.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke was all ready to go to first grade!!  He had a good day.  He loves his sweet teacher, Mrs. C.  There are very few of his Kindergarten friends in his first grade class.  He will make a lot of new friends this year.  We are so proud of him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P8130100.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/P8130100.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-7692204352616974982?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/7692204352616974982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=7692204352616974982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7692204352616974982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/7692204352616974982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-grade.html' title='First Grade'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/August%202009/th_P8130087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-9055605405014607925</id><published>2009-08-13T08:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T09:31:29.478-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>During the summer of 1991, my family set out on a month-long journey the day after school let out.  It was our summer vacation and we had planned for it a very long time.  During the trip, we all had a journal that my parents wanted us, my sisters and myself, to journal about our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wrote every day about the sights we had seen and other adventures.  We did really good keeping our journals up to date until the second half of the trip.  One of my sisters got a little behind.  She would ask us to tell her what happened a few days before so she could recollect her memories and write them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, one day she dated the top of her page for several days earlier and began writing.  Then, she simply said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it really is [insert current date] and I have been not very good at journaling this experience.  &lt;/span&gt;In a nutshell that is what she wrote.  From then on, she kept up with the happenings of our trip.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you the above story to illustrate how I feel about this blog the past several weeks.  There has been so much going on that I couldn't keep up.  I will try to pick up where I left off and lead you on our journey from there.  All in this one post.  I may need my calendar to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of Sarah Belle's birthday, Patrick had a Doctor's appointment that landed him in the hospital for 4 days.  He spent his 30th birthday with a PICC line in his arm lying in a hospital bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/July%202009/?action=view&amp;current=utf-8BSU1HMDAwNjcuanBn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/July%202009/utf-8BSU1HMDAwNjcuanBn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His room had a nice view of the Friendly Shopping Center.  The little Fullers enjoyed looking out the window.  I don't think I need to tell you that this was a hard time for our family.  We deeply appreciate all who came to our rescue.  And the hundred or so visits to the hospital.  And the telephone calls.  It meant a lot to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a week at home then Patrick and Luke traveled to Costa Rica on a mission trip with 13 others from church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another week at home before going on our family vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-9055605405014607925?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/9055605405014607925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=9055605405014607925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9055605405014607925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9055605405014607925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s Been Awhile'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/July%202009/th_utf-8BSU1HMDAwNjcuanBn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-5425343879991517372</id><published>2009-07-07T06:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:01:17.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Sarah Belle!!!</title><content type='html'>Three years ago, I heard these words, "Well, Mrs. Fuller, you are in labor, but it's not very impressive.  Being that you live an hour away from the hospital and this will be your third child, I don't want to send you home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was two and a half weeks before my due date, I was happy.  My house was somewhat ready for the baby to arrive.  So, we settled in to the wonderful REX Family Birth Center for the night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=January2009122.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/December%202008/January2009122.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the oldest photos I have of my baby girl on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=January2009119-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/December%202008/January2009119-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a ball of energy.  A spontaneous girl.  She likes to have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/January%202009/?action=view&amp;current=January2009229.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/January%202009/January2009229.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to dress up.  She always has a purse on her arm.  She is quite prissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P1030579.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/February%202009/P1030579.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Belle loves her little brother.  It is quite amazing the bond they share.  She 'mothers' him a lot.  She doesn't like for him to be unhappy in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=P1040023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/March%202009/P1040023.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also loves her big sister immensely.  They love to play baby dolls or kitchen together.  They also love to dress alike.  And, Sarah Belle loves to know that she is wearing clothes that were once Anna Brooke's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/April%202009/?action=view&amp;current=April2009017-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/April%202009/April2009017-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Belle has many facial expressions.  They are hard to capture with the camera.  My Mom tells me I did the same thing when I was her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/?action=view&amp;current=May2009018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/May2009018.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Belle also loves her big brother dearly.  They are a lot alike.  They are both so full of energy.  Neither one of them like to go to bed at night or take a rest during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/?action=view&amp;current=100_1394.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/100_1394.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just so cute.  She and I have an interdependent relationship.  She needs me and I need her.  Actually, I have this sort of relationship with all of the little Fullers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/June%202009/?action=view&amp;current=RidgecrestandPreciousLittleFulle-9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/June%202009/RidgecrestandPreciousLittleFulle-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things you should know about her:&lt;br /&gt;-She loves the color purple.&lt;br /&gt;-She likes to eat.&lt;br /&gt;-She is the best Mommy to her baby dolls.&lt;br /&gt;-She has quickly moved from Dora to Barbie.&lt;br /&gt;-She has recently stopped wearing "Diaper Panties" to bed at night.&lt;br /&gt;-She likes to wear make up.&lt;br /&gt;-She is a girly girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Baby Girl, Belle-Belle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Beach%20Photos%202009/?action=view&amp;current=Photo026-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Beach%20Photos%202009/Photo026-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-5425343879991517372?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/5425343879991517372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=5425343879991517372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5425343879991517372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/5425343879991517372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-sarah-belle.html' title='Happy Birthday, Sarah Belle!!!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/December%202008/th_January2009122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-404430886620704407</id><published>2009-07-06T08:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:26:34.019-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is Here!!</title><content type='html'>I am a southern girl down to my bones. And every southern girl has both azaleas and day lillies planted in her yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I stopped &lt;a href="http://www.mariettagardens.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and bought 10 daylillies for $25. (I'm only telling you how much I spent because I don't want you to think I paid $150 for one flower!) These people will dig the flowers for you and they have a special which is 10 flowers for $25. The surprise is that you don't know which flowers you are getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I planted my flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, they are blooming. June is a beautiful month in my opinion simply because of the daylillies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/June%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2130008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 403px; HEIGHT: 270px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/June%202009/P2130008.jpg" width="541" height="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/June%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2130006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 406px; HEIGHT: 257px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/June%202009/P2130006.jpg" width="550" height="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-404430886620704407?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/404430886620704407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=404430886620704407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/404430886620704407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/404430886620704407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-is-here.html' title='Summer is Here!!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/June%202009/th_P2130008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-6632153521181065017</id><published>2009-07-02T23:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:11:25.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Silliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/February%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1030594.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/February%202009/P1030594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/April%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1040525.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/April%202009/P1040525.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Pool%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P6190171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/Pool%202009/P6190171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=June2009062.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/June2009062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=June2009117.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/June2009117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=June2009228.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/May%202009/June2009228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/April%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=April2009021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/April%202009/April2009021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/April%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=April2009101.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/April%202009/April2009101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-6632153521181065017?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/6632153521181065017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=6632153521181065017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6632153521181065017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/6632153521181065017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-silliness.html' title='Friday Silliness'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/February%202009/th_P1030594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6492900028084851910.post-9111508314642272481</id><published>2009-06-30T06:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:16:03.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To: Patrick   From: Laura</title><content type='html'>Good Morning, Honey Dear. Here are a few things I an thankful for on our anniversary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that you paid attention to me instead of all the other girls that were enamored with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that you insisted on taking the slower pace concerning our relationship. It was hard, but so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for a short engagement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that when the doors flew open at the back of the church I could see that you were there at the altar waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/FullerTown/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wedding3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/FullerTown/wedding3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for six ice cream freezers and four toasters and buying our first groceries with the money we got for returning them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for three years of just you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for Junior sized basketball goals and baby dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that our boys have your blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/FullerTown/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/FullerTown/Spring2002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for slip-n-slides and swimming pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the yellow house with stacked stone and cedar shakes that I share with the World's Greatest Husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that you like to surprise me. You know I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would choose you all over again. I wouldn't change anything about our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/FullerTown/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wedding4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/FullerTown/wedding4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6492900028084851910-9111508314642272481?l=fullertown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/feeds/9111508314642272481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6492900028084851910&amp;postID=9111508314642272481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9111508314642272481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6492900028084851910/posts/default/9111508314642272481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullertown.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-patrick-from-laura_30.html' title='To: Patrick   From: Laura'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03314830859777528940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJgqIBqQ1Qc/S3AO7mXqiKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pe0z1D6aQJ0/S220/Laura.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/plfuller6/FullerTown/th_wedding3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
