<?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-747833163473986610</id><updated>2011-09-28T20:03:41.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pawpaw's Wisdom</title><subtitle type='html'>Wise Thoughts to Laugh, Learn and Cry About.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-7687203268241863005</id><published>2011-05-08T15:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:48:25.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c95Iet3aPiU/Tcbx3MKmjxI/AAAAAAAACh8/MkeGTvTYXWQ/s1600/mothers-day-clip-art-happy-mothers-day-breakfast-tray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604432716769955602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c95Iet3aPiU/Tcbx3MKmjxI/AAAAAAAACh8/MkeGTvTYXWQ/s320/mothers-day-clip-art-happy-mothers-day-breakfast-tray.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that all the Mom's out here have a great day. And I want to send my love to the special mom's in my life, without them I wouldn't be the man that I am or the Pawpaw I want to be.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqWg9OgAqF4/TcbxG7ep8-I/AAAAAAAACh0/2mFQyNvJ_Cc/s1600/IMG_1870%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604431887656940514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqWg9OgAqF4/TcbxG7ep8-I/AAAAAAAACh0/2mFQyNvJ_Cc/s320/IMG_1870%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that today is extra special for you and I hope you know how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fnPdTu-4FEw/TcbxGnkojXI/AAAAAAAAChs/MmY0LvmV6-g/s1600/221656_207710679259302_100000611142281_652320_716555_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604431882313305458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fnPdTu-4FEw/TcbxGnkojXI/AAAAAAAAChs/MmY0LvmV6-g/s320/221656_207710679259302_100000611142281_652320_716555_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that everyday is special for you, not just Mother's Day. Your kids have the best mom they could have and are lucky to share this day with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SDkgH6PoQ00/TcbxGaLk6KI/AAAAAAAAChk/MEE_WiylueA/s1600/File0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604431878718548130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SDkgH6PoQ00/TcbxGaLk6KI/AAAAAAAAChk/MEE_WiylueA/s320/File0181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Mother's Day to all the Mom's in my life, I Love You and hope you enjoy your day -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pawpaw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/747833163473986610-7687203268241863005?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7687203268241863005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7687203268241863005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7687203268241863005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='HAPPY MOTHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c95Iet3aPiU/Tcbx3MKmjxI/AAAAAAAACh8/MkeGTvTYXWQ/s72-c/mothers-day-clip-art-happy-mothers-day-breakfast-tray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-2633228838078460553</id><published>2011-04-20T13:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T14:23:11.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HE HAS RISEN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.beliefnet.com/beyondblue/files/import/the_empty_tomb01-704178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://blog.beliefnet.com/beyondblue/files/import/the_empty_tomb01-704178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomb, thou shalt not hold Him longer;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Death is strong, but Life is stronger;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stronger that the light, the dark;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stronger then the wrong, the right;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faith and Hope triumphant say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christ will rise on Easter Day. - Phillips Brooks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-2633228838078460553?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2633228838078460553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2011/04/he-has-risen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2633228838078460553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2633228838078460553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2011/04/he-has-risen.html' title='HE HAS RISEN...'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-1114665525122949626</id><published>2011-04-01T16:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T17:26:13.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Has Sprung...Let's Start Having Fun!!</title><content type='html'>After this past winter we all are looking for some warmer weather, some sunshine and happier days ahead. Nana and I have come out of our cave and begun our Springtime stretching...trying to get the cobwebs and dust off our old aging bodies.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JFse0eWAIk/TZY9T_wJDdI/AAAAAAAAChc/yldTBXwcWvc/s1600/happy-spring.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590723401167211986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JFse0eWAIk/TZY9T_wJDdI/AAAAAAAAChc/yldTBXwcWvc/s320/happy-spring.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We enjoyed the winter days and nights playing with our grandkids...they make even the coldest, darkest day seem brighter and warm. "Little Man" has grown over the winter months and has turned into a toddler...where did that little baby boy go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xeZYTJt9Rfc/TZY9T457KcI/AAAAAAAAChU/GXE-XnV_MuI/s1600/ryder%2Band%2Brocket.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590723399329196482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xeZYTJt9Rfc/TZY9T457KcI/AAAAAAAAChU/GXE-XnV_MuI/s320/ryder%2Band%2Brocket.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now it's Rocket time, cars, upstairs to the boys playroom, and a lot of meaningful discussions about everything. He is joy to our heart and puts a smile on Pawpaw's face everytime I see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how tall is Maddy going to be..she has sprung up 6 inches over winter...I swear it's true. Our little princess has really taken off in the growth charts. Soon she will be talking up a storm and then her dad and I will be chasing the boys away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oICt0mU5owA/TZY7fZIHeNI/AAAAAAAAChM/TWWw2n27aq8/s1600/maddy%2Bsmiling%2Bbig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590721397933963474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oICt0mU5owA/TZY7fZIHeNI/AAAAAAAAChM/TWWw2n27aq8/s320/maddy%2Bsmiling%2Bbig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's gonna be a heart breaker for sure...poor boys ain't gotta chance. And she developed a bunch of new tricks...how to open and pull out 30-50 wet wipes in 10 seconds, how to unravel 30 feet of floss in 5.3 seconds and how to put make-up on while no one is watching....fun stuff for sure, but then she just looks at you and you forget all of the mess and just take in her beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And coming this fall we will be adding a new chapter to Pawpaw's Wisdom...we are expecting our 3rd grandchild, the stork is suppose to deliver her around the middle of September. So we are thinking in pink and gathering up our next load of newborn baby supplies for Nana and Pawpaw's house. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j948cX86_I4/TZY7fMrEcTI/AAAAAAAAChE/FcfujQ0ukfo/s1600/thing_25724444_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590721394590904626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j948cX86_I4/TZY7fMrEcTI/AAAAAAAAChE/FcfujQ0ukfo/s320/thing_25724444_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been blessed with 2 beautiful grandkids already and know we have lots of love to give another grandchild. Just the thought of chasing 3 kids in 3 different directions is already tiring me out...I better go rest...I think I'm gonna have a busy summer and a very busy fall. Thanks for stoping by and remember to hug your kids, your grandkids and your furbabies too. A hug goes a long way to someone's heart and lets them know you really, really love them. Hugs to everyone and let's go outside and plant something...it's Spring...time to start the garden..now where's my gloves and my seeds...time for Pawpaw to go play outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-1114665525122949626?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1114665525122949626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-has-sprunglets-start-having-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1114665525122949626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1114665525122949626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-has-sprunglets-start-having-fun.html' title='Spring Has Sprung...Let&apos;s Start Having Fun!!'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JFse0eWAIk/TZY9T_wJDdI/AAAAAAAAChc/yldTBXwcWvc/s72-c/happy-spring.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-5049801430544893897</id><published>2010-12-28T11:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T11:39:24.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year to All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TRoOmxR8XpI/AAAAAAAACgo/5h5s1tpylD4/s1600/Happy_New_Year_2011_Fireworks-01md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555769149541342866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TRoOmxR8XpI/AAAAAAAACgo/5h5s1tpylD4/s320/Happy_New_Year_2011_Fireworks-01md.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a wild 2010...up's and down's as life has been kind one minute and mean the next. But through it all I have been blessed with 2 beautiful grandkids. They have made my life so much fuller and happier. Even on my worst day they can get me to smile and feel so loved. When I look at their pictures I see how much they have grown and how much I enjoy watching them grow.&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's a picture of Ryder looking for pumpkins on a fall day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TRoMpj6pV4I/AAAAAAAACgY/bilOfIS1uZc/s1600/All%2Babout%2Bpumpkins%2Band%2Bfootball%2B046.jpg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555766998470317954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TRoMpj6pV4I/AAAAAAAACgY/bilOfIS1uZc/s320/All%2Babout%2Bpumpkins%2Band%2Bfootball%2B046.jpg2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or a quiet moment with my granddaughter, Maddy at the pool...I see my mom in Maddy's eyes....such beautiful eyes she has. Hi Mom...I know your in there somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TRoMpUdWL8I/AAAAAAAACgQ/isJDYjvF3jQ/s1600/SDC11646maddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555766994320895938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TRoMpUdWL8I/AAAAAAAACgQ/isJDYjvF3jQ/s320/SDC11646maddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grandkids have made 2010 a good year...let's hope 2011 will be even better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So from Pawpaw and his beatiful granddaughter and handsome grandson we want to wish everyone a Happy New Year and may 2011 be better for all of us..especially our children and our grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TRoMpHoqfZI/AAAAAAAACgI/hipo_SQF-oo/s1600/SDC11671%2Bmaddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555766990878702994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TRoMpHoqfZI/AAAAAAAACgI/hipo_SQF-oo/s320/SDC11671%2Bmaddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Maddy would like to wish everyone to smile a little more and love one another a little more too. Who can refuse those beautiful eyes...come on people do it for Maddy. Call your old friend you haven't talked to in awhile, or that relative you been meaning to call but have put off....let's make 2011 the year to improve the world and make life a little more better for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR from Pawpaw and may God watch over each and everyone of you and your families. I hope you will come back next year and visit with me again.&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/747833163473986610-5049801430544893897?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5049801430544893897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year-to-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5049801430544893897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5049801430544893897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year-to-all.html' title='Happy New Year to All'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TRoOmxR8XpI/AAAAAAAACgo/5h5s1tpylD4/s72-c/Happy_New_Year_2011_Fireworks-01md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-172385798776302181</id><published>2010-08-24T14:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T14:51:42.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY "1st" BIRTHDAY MADDY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/THQRErnxvMI/AAAAAAAACZ4/bwPFbRj_JNU/s1600/H1ST_BIRTH_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509047016307670210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/THQRErnxvMI/AAAAAAAACZ4/bwPFbRj_JNU/s320/H1ST_BIRTH_1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the big day has finally arrived...my granddaughter has turned the corner and is headed to toddlerhood. My little Maddy is "1" today and just as beautiful as she was the day she was born, but then I'm her Pawpaw so I might be a little prejudicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is that beautiful angel who came into my life just a year ago. I have been able to watch her grow from a little bundle of love into a pre-toddler and soon a full scale toddler, always on the go.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/THQPL8AXgII/AAAAAAAACZw/0R2Oub_mwIc/s1600/maddylooking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509044941941604482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/THQPL8AXgII/AAAAAAAACZw/0R2Oub_mwIc/s320/maddylooking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She seems to be a very vocal little girl....talking, humming and singing all the time. Soon she will be trying out for "American Idol" and I will spend all night calling in and voting for her, because she deserves to win everything she tries out for. But I'm her Pawpaw and I might be a little prejudicious about whatever she does.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/THQPLf9YYBI/AAAAAAAACZo/8uzIYdIXMoQ/s1600/maddyidol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509044934412886034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/THQPLf9YYBI/AAAAAAAACZo/8uzIYdIXMoQ/s320/maddyidol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MADDY", I Love You and wish your day be very special for you. As special as you are to me. Now go eat some cake and smear it all over the place...like a good little girl should do on her birthday. And tell them "Pawpaw said I could".&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/747833163473986610-172385798776302181?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/172385798776302181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-1st-birthday-maddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/172385798776302181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/172385798776302181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-1st-birthday-maddy.html' title='HAPPY &quot;1st&quot; BIRTHDAY MADDY'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/THQRErnxvMI/AAAAAAAACZ4/bwPFbRj_JNU/s72-c/H1ST_BIRTH_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-777130332134881018</id><published>2010-08-12T16:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T16:44:18.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddy's Guardian Angel from Heaven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRZa-hNAuI/AAAAAAAACXI/CmehGCiGUxs/s1600/betty+boop.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504622964547322594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRZa-hNAuI/AAAAAAAACXI/CmehGCiGUxs/s320/betty+boop.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maddy's never seen my Mom, she passed away before she was born. But just like Bettyboop, Mom is watching over her from the sky each and everyday. From Heaven "Memaw" is guarding over you. When I look into Maddy's eyes I see a little bit of Mom that makes me feel her presense is near.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRZKM0rJzI/AAAAAAAACXA/NEfU57uO_6g/s1600/maddy+small+for+blogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504622676329310002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRZKM0rJzI/AAAAAAAACXA/NEfU57uO_6g/s320/maddy+small+for+blogs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a proud "Pawpaw", just like Mom was a proud "Memaw" to Matt, Maddy's daddy. So life goes on in our grandchildren, We hope and pray that their lives will be better than ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRY-TZjFxI/AAAAAAAACW4/CBaqwUK6B8Y/s1600/pawpaw+and+maddy+smaller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504622471936153362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRY-TZjFxI/AAAAAAAACW4/CBaqwUK6B8Y/s320/pawpaw+and+maddy+smaller.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And with the love that Maddy has, she has a great foundation to grow on. She is a very loved little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRYrxsB6KI/AAAAAAAACWw/naIzkBwQmsI/s1600/jordan+and+maddy+at+debbie%27s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504622153649219746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRYrxsB6KI/AAAAAAAACWw/naIzkBwQmsI/s320/jordan+and+maddy+at+debbie%27s.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see the love in her parents eyes, in the way they take care of her and in the way she makes them feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRYXAeYDJI/AAAAAAAACWo/zrJIrLu1AsE/s1600/pic2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504621796841229458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRYXAeYDJI/AAAAAAAACWo/zrJIrLu1AsE/s320/pic2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You've come along way little girl, and have a lot ahead of you. Each day you change, each day you grow more and more into that woman you will be someday. Into that adult that hopefully will change this world we live in and make it a better place. You already have made some changes just by being born, you have a lot more to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRYDXNJG-I/AAAAAAAACWg/zbaAEZcq320/s1600/SDC10341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504621459345578978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRYDXNJG-I/AAAAAAAACWg/zbaAEZcq320/s320/SDC10341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I know you become whatever you dream of becoming. Great things lay ahead of you and the world will be waiting to see what you do. I Love You Maddy and will always have a hug waiting for you, that's what a "Pawpaw" does.&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-777130332134881018?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/777130332134881018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/08/maddys-guardian-angel-from-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/777130332134881018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/777130332134881018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/08/maddys-guardian-angel-from-heaven.html' title='Maddy&apos;s Guardian Angel from Heaven.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRZa-hNAuI/AAAAAAAACXI/CmehGCiGUxs/s72-c/betty+boop.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-1354075663803207353</id><published>2010-08-12T15:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T16:11:25.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Angel Gets Ready For Her 1st Birthday</title><content type='html'>Well, the days are ticking down to Maddy's first birtday. How a year has passed already is beyond me, but she has grown so much in just a year. I remember when Matt and Jordan showed us this picture, our first look at an angel.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRSxrZ4w1I/AAAAAAAACWY/JSykYbVWz0U/s1600/baby+H+smaller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504615657971958610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRSxrZ4w1I/AAAAAAAACWY/JSykYbVWz0U/s320/baby+H+smaller.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt and Jordan have had their hands full, but have down an excellent job in being there for Maddy. I am so proud of them as parents and know that Maddy is being loved everyday.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRSki_3yzI/AAAAAAAACWQ/XZcNmgCBh4o/s1600/maddy+jordan+and+matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504615432377060146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRSki_3yzI/AAAAAAAACWQ/XZcNmgCBh4o/s320/maddy+jordan+and+matt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has really changed from that first day I saw her at the hospital, the first time I held her, the first time she spent the night with us.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRSRtbhLcI/AAAAAAAACWI/EXkQFmltW7M/s1600/IMG_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504615108759858626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRSRtbhLcI/AAAAAAAACWI/EXkQFmltW7M/s320/IMG_0529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get lost in her little eyes, she lifts my spirits when I need them lifted and makes me smile everytime I see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRR9ugsm4I/AAAAAAAACWA/DxdEk5QQB1c/s1600/SDC11646maddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504614765452630914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRR9ugsm4I/AAAAAAAACWA/DxdEk5QQB1c/s320/SDC11646maddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Maddy your Pawpaw can't wait to see you. To look into those blue eyes and see what a angel looks like. Soon we will be wishing you a happy birthday and looking back at what a wonderful year you have had and how you have touched so many people and filled their lives with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRR9p8d5AI/AAAAAAAACV4/AyGCLja3wIo/s1600/SDC11671+maddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504614764226929666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRR9p8d5AI/AAAAAAAACV4/AyGCLja3wIo/s320/SDC11671+maddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't wait to see you, because a Pawpaw needs his granddaughter's hugs, to give butterfly kisses with and watch grow each and every step of the way. I Love You Maddy and will be counting the minutes til I see you and wish you a Happy Birthday in person. To help you celebrate a year of growth, of love and of dreams that have come true.&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/747833163473986610-1354075663803207353?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1354075663803207353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/08/angel-gets-ready-for-her-1st-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1354075663803207353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1354075663803207353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/08/angel-gets-ready-for-her-1st-birthday.html' title='An Angel Gets Ready For Her 1st Birthday'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TGRSxrZ4w1I/AAAAAAAACWY/JSykYbVWz0U/s72-c/baby+H+smaller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-192346497283039366</id><published>2010-07-16T14:34:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T15:14:42.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tornados, Heavy Rains and Pawpaw's Storm Shelter</title><content type='html'>Well, let's see I came over for something....oh yeah, a cup of sugar and a large tarp....my trailer has a little hole in it.&lt;br /&gt;We had a little storm run through our county and over a some people's homes. Luckily no one was hurt in this trailer. The poor guy was trapped under the tree, but managed to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECnuER0VnI/AAAAAAAACPo/78Oicru-cio/s1600/071310-AirStar%2BLincoln%2BCounty%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494575955256301170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECnuER0VnI/AAAAAAAACPo/78Oicru-cio/s320/071310-AirStar%2BLincoln%2BCounty%2B11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And speaking of luck, I was able to use my storm shelter that Nana gave me when we first got married. It's gotten smaller, or I've gotten bigger...but I was able to weather the storm. I know it tilts a little, but I'm grateful I had it. Just don't know why the dogs stare at me when I get in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECnt1Jm0BI/AAAAAAAACPg/LecQSH1YkNM/s1600/doghouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494575951195328530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECnt1Jm0BI/AAAAAAAACPg/LecQSH1YkNM/s320/doghouse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the storm was a windy one for sure, gust up to almost 100 miles a hour. They said the 2 tornados were EF-1's....guess that means "Extra Fierce One's". All I know is that it looked bad from the storm shelter I was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECnhfwDj4I/AAAAAAAACPY/B-69EVcKZc8/s1600/a087af276e581209c2b30de0f72fbc78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494575739292585858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECnhfwDj4I/AAAAAAAACPY/B-69EVcKZc8/s320/a087af276e581209c2b30de0f72fbc78.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TV news had it coming right to our house, but lucky for us it went north. Not lucky for the people it went to. Trees came down, houses caught fire, lots of messes to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECnVPdy_uI/AAAAAAAACPQ/71xF2imEqhk/s1600/b63cf34a7bdb74c59e9f00e3723a3389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494575528762605282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECnVPdy_uI/AAAAAAAACPQ/71xF2imEqhk/s320/b63cf34a7bdb74c59e9f00e3723a3389.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last time I saw a Tornado was when I was 16 year old and my folks and I were headed to my Mom's family in Missouri...Kansas City. Pop was asleep in the front seat, Mom was out in the back and there I was listening to the radio and driving along when they said a Tornado was sighted near some town. I didn't know it was just ahead of us. I had to wake Pop, scared him to death, I just wanted someone to see the funnel out the car's side window....wild looking thing for sure. We pulled up under a bridge and watched as it went over us. Mom woke up when it started to whistle....about scared her to death too....and she was from these parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we survived the "Tornado's of Summer 2010" and luckily no one was killed. Just alot of property damage and a bunch of downed trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECnEtQcrxI/AAAAAAAACPI/zwOAOE4iPCQ/s1600/faa5e909bdbe174b3b04cb703765e675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494575244701904658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECnEtQcrxI/AAAAAAAACPI/zwOAOE4iPCQ/s320/faa5e909bdbe174b3b04cb703765e675.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECmwbLylpI/AAAAAAAACPA/ykoaIHnylJU/s1600/small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494574896253146770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECmwbLylpI/AAAAAAAACPA/ykoaIHnylJU/s320/small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for checking on us and letting me tell ya about the wild storm we had. I guess I should go outside and check around my storm shelter and make sure everything is ok. You never know when another storm might be heading our way...I'm just glad that Nana got me this thing to stay in...just don't know why the dogs always stare at me in it....and they have funny looking smiles on their faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must be jealousy, because I got such a nice place to stay in when Nana tells me to go get in my shelter...she calls it a french word I think..."dawghowce"...catchy ain't it. I call it "Pawpaw's Palace"....just enough room for me and my wisdom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks again for checking in on Pawpaw and I hope you'll come back and visit again. And remember guys, for safety purposes it's good to get a "dawghowce" to stay in like Pawpaw. &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/747833163473986610-192346497283039366?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/192346497283039366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/07/tornados-heavy-rains-and-pawpaws-storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/192346497283039366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/192346497283039366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/07/tornados-heavy-rains-and-pawpaws-storm.html' title='Tornados, Heavy Rains and Pawpaw&apos;s Storm Shelter'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TECnuER0VnI/AAAAAAAACPo/78Oicru-cio/s72-c/071310-AirStar%2BLincoln%2BCounty%2B11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-8634101220927999074</id><published>2010-07-13T18:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:40:47.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Capt. Phil, We'll Miss Ya and So Will The Crabs</title><content type='html'>Well, the wait will soon be over...tonight the Discovery Channel will air the episode that everyone has been waiting for....the 2 hour tribute to Captain Phil Harris.&lt;br /&gt;Now, not everyone watches the show...I didn't at first, but slowly the show grew on my, like barnacles on a boat.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we see who Capt. Phil is, why we love him and why we'll miss him. And since he was only 53 years old, I can relate to his shorten life, for I am 53 years old also.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TDzwATYHA4I/AAAAAAAACLA/digaFBm_9rc/s1600/crab2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493529533477225346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TDzwATYHA4I/AAAAAAAACLA/digaFBm_9rc/s320/crab2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show will be an emotional one for sure, we will see his 2 sons, his crew and everyone who knew him pay tribute to a man who was kind-hearted, full of vinegar and told you what you didn't want to hear, but needed to be said.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TDzwAL61JHI/AAAAAAAACK4/HCuuV6y9P1s/s1600/crab1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493529531475371122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TDzwAL61JHI/AAAAAAAACK4/HCuuV6y9P1s/s320/crab1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how one man made such a large impact on a show, on people and on the TV viewers. There will be alot of toasts, in alot of bars tonight, followed by a tear to two also. For Capt. Phil led the life that most men dream of sometime in their lives...a life on the sea....just fishing, or crabbing, and being free on the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TDzv_3rxMQI/AAAAAAAACKw/ZgS4KIsvmtc/s1600/crab4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493529526043488514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TDzv_3rxMQI/AAAAAAAACKw/ZgS4KIsvmtc/s320/crab4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capt. Phil leaves his two sons, who worked with him on the Cornelia Marie, out of Seattle. They were with him when he suffered the stroke. Everyone was watching as they took him away, would he be ok, he had to be, he's Capt. Phil Harris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sadly we find out that we all have our time coming, we don't know when, or how. And the show teaches us to love our family, our friends and not let time pass without saying what we need to say or telling someone we love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TDzv_pUYbUI/AAAAAAAACKo/tMqRt1nxd2M/s1600/crab3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493529522187300162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TDzv_pUYbUI/AAAAAAAACKo/tMqRt1nxd2M/s320/crab3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watch the show, cry a few tears and have a beer in his honor. And remember you won't be alone, for all the fans of the "Deadliest Catch" will be toasting along with ya. We lose one of the shows favorites characters and wiseguys. We read that as he was passing, lying there, knowing that he soon would be leaving us, he passed a note to the cameraman that read "keep filming".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loved being on the show and we loved watching him....now he's watching us. This one's for you Capt. Phil...the next 5 are mine....time to grab the tissue box and wait for the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost my dad a few years back, I don't go a day without thinking of him, his laugh, his smile, his temper, his big heart....I know the Harris boys will miss their dad...I still miss mine. I Love You "Poppyseed"....the next one will be for you "Pop"....watch for Phil...he's wild like your were....maybe that's why I watched the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-8634101220927999074?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8634101220927999074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye-capt-phil-well-miss-ya-and-so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8634101220927999074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8634101220927999074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye-capt-phil-well-miss-ya-and-so.html' title='Goodbye Capt. Phil, We&apos;ll Miss Ya and So Will The Crabs'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TDzwATYHA4I/AAAAAAAACLA/digaFBm_9rc/s72-c/crab2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-3070702676445206233</id><published>2010-06-30T10:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T11:02:05.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 4TH OF JULY TO EVERYONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TCtX1T74CtI/AAAAAAAACHw/Os-UY22Uc0s/s1600/securedownload.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488577144277174994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TCtX1T74CtI/AAAAAAAACHw/Os-UY22Uc0s/s320/securedownload.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS THAT TIME OF YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of the year&lt;br /&gt;for the red white and blue&lt;br /&gt;They stand for freedom&lt;br /&gt;in all you say and do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show off those colors&lt;br /&gt;for all the world to see&lt;br /&gt;Fly them proudly over&lt;br /&gt;the air the land and sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrate the birth&lt;br /&gt;of our blessed country&lt;br /&gt;It surely is indeed&lt;br /&gt;the land of the free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Author Unknown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From my family to yours may your 4th be a safe one, may you enjoy time spent with family and friends, and may God bless you and your family each and everyday,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pawpaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TCtX0_Q1VSI/AAAAAAAACHo/9PHII32V62A/s1600/1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488577138727933218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TCtX0_Q1VSI/AAAAAAAACHo/9PHII32V62A/s320/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-3070702676445206233?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3070702676445206233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-4th-of-july-to-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3070702676445206233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3070702676445206233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-4th-of-july-to-everyone.html' title='HAPPY 4TH OF JULY TO EVERYONE'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TCtX1T74CtI/AAAAAAAACHw/Os-UY22Uc0s/s72-c/securedownload.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-7822372476471558892</id><published>2010-06-20T11:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T12:54:00.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FATHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TB46yhDw9VI/AAAAAAAACFY/stVQAIOjtzE/s1600/0022dAImg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484886035725874514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TB46yhDw9VI/AAAAAAAACFY/stVQAIOjtzE/s320/0022dAImg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Father's Day to all the dad's out in blogland. I hope you enjoy your day, your celebration's and all the love your getting on this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am enjoying my day....so please check back later...won't you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So call your dad now, tell him you love him. And if you go visit your dad, hug him like there's no tomorrow. Look him in his eyes and see how much he loves you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Father's Day to all the dad's...enjoy your day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-7822372476471558892?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7822372476471558892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7822372476471558892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7822372476471558892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='HAPPY FATHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TB46yhDw9VI/AAAAAAAACFY/stVQAIOjtzE/s72-c/0022dAImg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-5470011177769292988</id><published>2010-05-07T09:27:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:58:11.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day to all of the Mom's in my life.</title><content type='html'>Pictured below is a Angel with wings...well waterwings...she is the youngest member of our family and with her mommy will be celebrating "Mother's Day".&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-Q3O-aGMfI/AAAAAAAACA4/64Yo74n2gBY/s1600/SDC11580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468556577944777202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-Q3O-aGMfI/AAAAAAAACA4/64Yo74n2gBY/s320/SDC11580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I think of Mother's Day I remember my mom, she is deeply missed by all, but I know my son misses her the most. He and mom had a bond that all kids dream of and few have. She was a special lady, a wonderful mom and a fantastic "Memaw".&lt;br /&gt;When I look at my granddaughter I see my mom...especially in her smile. Mom would have loved this little girl. And does, only from Heaven, I miss you Mom....I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Maddy has enlightened us all...she came by recently to swim at our pool. She has grown so much in these first 10 months. Because of Maddy, Jordan gets to celebrate her first "Mother's Day".&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Mother's Day" Jordan...I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-QlrSR5HgI/AAAAAAAACAw/VzwIPPF2qvE/s1600/SDC11516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468537273106112002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-QlrSR5HgI/AAAAAAAACAw/VzwIPPF2qvE/s320/SDC11516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom also would have loved playing with Ryder...he's my grandson and because of him, I am "Pawpaw". I really had never thought about what I wanted to be called. But "Pawpaw" fits me, and has a lot of meaning to me. So when Laura was pregnate with Ryder I decided on "Pawpaw".&lt;br /&gt;Ryder is my daughter's son, Laura will be celebrating her 2nd "Mother's Day". You have become a great Mom, like your.&lt;br /&gt;Just check Ryder out in his new chair...styling and profiling. He's going to be girl magnet when he gets a little older, he'll use that smile of his and break many a heart.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468537269388105170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-QlrEbc1dI/AAAAAAAACAo/oAIFlMtPvrk/s320/SDC11071.JPG" /&gt;We are blessed with 2 healthy, beautiful grandchildren and because of them my kids get to celebrate "Mother's Day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468532720254329490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-QhiRlcIpI/AAAAAAAACAg/ZZECCXIi8MM/s320/SDC11359.JPG" /&gt;Jordan is a great mommy...she will never let anyone break Maddy's heart...boys don't be scared of Maddy's Daddy....watch out for her Mama. You can see the love in Jordan's eyes when she looks at Maddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-QaxjvFvHI/AAAAAAAACAA/fVYiY8bAK1I/s1600/jordan+and+maddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468525286243286130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-QaxjvFvHI/AAAAAAAACAA/fVYiY8bAK1I/s320/jordan+and+maddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laura is a awesome mommy too. You can see her expressions in Ryder's face....it reminds me of when Laura was younger and still at home and how she would look at me when I was joking with her or telling her a tale....he has her down to a "T". "Happy Mother's Day" Laura...I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-QaxVgQKfI/AAAAAAAAB_4/tfwK9vWclBE/s1600/SDC11507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468525282422958578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-QaxVgQKfI/AAAAAAAAB_4/tfwK9vWclBE/s320/SDC11507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the woman who is Mama to all of our kids is my wife, she is "Nana", grandmother to Ryder and Maddy. She loves kids, big ones like me and of course her 2 grandkids also. "Happy Mother's Day" Elsie....I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-Qaw9fG0UI/AAAAAAAAB_w/USNa-6YTlBY/s1600/SDC11579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468525275975700802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-Qaw9fG0UI/AAAAAAAAB_w/USNa-6YTlBY/s320/SDC11579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the leader of all of the Mom's is "Granny"...my wife's Mom. She will be 90 soon and just got her driver's license renewed...going strong on all cyclinders. She is a mom, a grandmom and a greatgrandmom..."Happy Mother's Day" Granny....I love you.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-QawoFYlJI/AAAAAAAAB_o/3LWUuW5CXNo/s1600/SDC11137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468525270230668434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-QawoFYlJI/AAAAAAAAB_o/3LWUuW5CXNo/s320/SDC11137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So even after my Mom left us and went to Heaven, I still have a collection of Mother's in my life. Each one very special to my heart and to my world. I love you all and wish that your "Mother's Day" is a great one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to all of the Moms reading my blog, I hope you too have a great day. And to all the guys...call you mom. If everyday was as special as "Mother's Day", we would be a lot better off in this world. Everyone seems to have a little more love in their heart, a little more caring in their actions and the world seems to slow down for a little while..so all the Moms can have their day...maybe everyday should be "Mother's Day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/747833163473986610-5470011177769292988?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5470011177769292988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-of-moms-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5470011177769292988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5470011177769292988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-of-moms-in-my.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day to all of the Mom&apos;s in my life.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S-Q3O-aGMfI/AAAAAAAACA4/64Yo74n2gBY/s72-c/SDC11580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-3984766688157579011</id><published>2010-02-08T12:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T12:35:52.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy Days From The Old Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>Well, I talked to some friends who live in the Washington, DC area and yes it is true...they had a little snow storm recently.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFhgWAImI/AAAAAAAAB7A/zygbMWk84OU/s1600-h/dc+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435921192156406370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFhgWAImI/AAAAAAAAB7A/zygbMWk84OU/s320/dc+snow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are so many highways and roads in the DC area...but with plows and sand trucks are able to keep some of the city open.&lt;br /&gt;They had up to 30" of snow fall and are expecting more on Tuesday...30" would shut Charlotte down for 2 weeks...they close schools here just because it might snow. I guess better safe than sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFhSrrQAI/AAAAAAAAB64/xgc21r0xBeg/s1600-h/dc+snow+24inches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435921188489216002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFhSrrQAI/AAAAAAAAB64/xgc21r0xBeg/s320/dc+snow+24inches.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Washington Post gets delivered no matter what the weather is like...I can't get my Charlotte Observer delivered in warm weather even close to my front door...and when it snows..it's a crap-shoot if I get it that day or the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFhE6enmI/AAAAAAAAB6w/ONN8KqZB5_o/s1600-h/dc+snow+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435921184793206370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFhE6enmI/AAAAAAAAB6w/ONN8KqZB5_o/s320/dc+snow+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a football fan...no that's a SKINS fan for ya....dedicated true and true...maybe next year boys...I still love ya..can't get the burgandy and gold out of my blood. Too many years sitting in old RFK Stadium watching home games back in the 60's-80's my guess. I am happy to see Russ Grimm going to the Hall of Fame in Canton...Old Hogs never die...they just go to the Hall of Fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFLe2R_6I/AAAAAAAAB6o/47yPv3aAsnE/s1600-h/dc+snow+redskin+snowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435920813797801890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFLe2R_6I/AAAAAAAAB6o/47yPv3aAsnE/s320/dc+snow+redskin+snowman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I watched on tv the Dupont Circle snowball fight...they arranged it on facebook and had a great turnout. Hey I would have gone if I live in the area..a chance to smack someone with a snowball...great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFLBtHmhI/AAAAAAAAB6g/6hoh6o2MlBo/s1600-h/dc+snow+snowball+fight+at+dupont+circle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435920805974743570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFLBtHmhI/AAAAAAAAB6g/6hoh6o2MlBo/s320/dc+snow+snowball+fight+at+dupont+circle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this is what our road crews look like in the Charlotte area....2 guys with shovels given it their best....we do have a few trucks...but still not enough for the snow we do get. We got 6" and it cause major problems for schools and roads. And it's funny...most of the people who live here are from areas with snow...they forget how to drive in it once they get here...we need practice snow to teach them how to drive again in snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFKhukmZI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/sRQKjpoWOCs/s1600-h/dc+snow+plows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435920797390903698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFKhukmZI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/sRQKjpoWOCs/s320/dc+snow+plows.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this is what smart people do with snow...make a cooler for their beer....who needs ice when you got a cooler like this one...great idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFKYOW-hI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/0InIiAchJHs/s1600-h/dc+snow+cooler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435920794839874066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFKYOW-hI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/0InIiAchJHs/s320/dc+snow+cooler.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So that's my take on the DC Snowstorm of 2010...I remember large snowstorms back in the 60's that we would tunnel in...schools would open the next day and we had to walk...not barefoot, but it was uphill alittle. I only rode the bus in middle school only...we had to walk to school..but then we had these things called sidewalks...and people used them daily...we didn't all have cars for each member of the family..times have change alittle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told my wife about sledding down hills in the park and roads that would be closed off just for sledding. Great fun and great memories...I still have my sled from when I was 5-6 years old...Radio Flyer...great condition...and a metal disk that's like the one Chevy Chase used in that movie..sparks fly when you hit asphalt. Good luck DC and keep that snow up north...if I need more I'll drive to the mountains. Spring will be here soon and we can all sit back and remember the Snowstorm of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/747833163473986610-3984766688157579011?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3984766688157579011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowy-days-from.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3984766688157579011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3984766688157579011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowy-days-from.html' title='Snowy Days From The Old Neighborhood'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S3BFhgWAImI/AAAAAAAAB7A/zygbMWk84OU/s72-c/dc+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-4519657634797836008</id><published>2010-01-28T16:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:56:20.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bride Turns 21 Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.animated-glitter-graphics.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="myspace codes" src="http://www.animated-glitter-graphics.com/images/flower-birthday.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Love You Jordan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the day has arrived...Jordan has turned 21...let the party begin. What a year she has had...she became a mother, a wife and turned 21...most people are only lucky enough to have one of these happen. Jordan had all three...I love my daughter-in-law and wish her the very best birthday she can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S2IEHCqsJnI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/3bSMHE1Q8pI/s1600-h/jordan+and+maddy+at+debbie%27s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431908619583759986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S2IEHCqsJnI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/3bSMHE1Q8pI/s320/jordan+and+maddy+at+debbie%27s.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddy's momma is 21 today, HAPPY BIRTHDAY Jordan and I hope your day is a very special one. Nana and I love you with all our hearts and look forward to celebrating with you this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;You have had a wonderful year from 20 to 21....a lifetime of memories in one year. You are a great daughter, a super mom, a loving wife and a beautiful daughter-in-law...Matt and you have a lifetime ahead of you all and I only wish the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;So HAPPY BIRTHDAY again, and now go have fun. We love you, Nana and Pawpaw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-4519657634797836008?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4519657634797836008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/01/bride-turns-21-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4519657634797836008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4519657634797836008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/01/bride-turns-21-today.html' title='The Bride Turns 21 Today'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S2IEHCqsJnI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/3bSMHE1Q8pI/s72-c/jordan+and+maddy+at+debbie%27s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-7308755718206809300</id><published>2010-01-23T16:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:05:39.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Night.....Wedding Night</title><content type='html'>Ok, so Thursday night wasn't our usual "Senior Disco Nite" down at the lodge. Nana and I are known for cutting a mean rug....she loves her Guns-n-Roses to rock to...look at our moves...go Nana go. Alright, we aren't that old yet...but we sure feel like it at times. We did have a great Thursday night, a new chapter in our lives, our son's life and our blog.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1t7fBBZ6nI/AAAAAAAAB4A/wN-xoAlqsFI/s1600-h/nana+and+pawpaw+dancing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430069548505754226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1t7fBBZ6nI/AAAAAAAAB4A/wN-xoAlqsFI/s320/nana+and+pawpaw+dancing.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the county courthouse for a small civil ceremony for our son and his fiancee. It was really a unplanned thing and we had to dash in the rainy night to get there.&lt;br /&gt;And with my injured foot it was a battle for my wife to get me anywhere....how she carried me for 6 blocks, uphill, and in the rain...she is a remarkable woman. But seriously it was rainy all the way to the courthouse..and she ran along side of me as I limped. And then I forgot my wallet so we had to limp back to the car for it.&lt;br /&gt;Matt had called us on Wednesday to let us know that he and Jordan were going to be married by a Magistrate down at the local courthouse and wanted to let us know so we could be there...like we would miss this..we love Jordan and she and Matt are great for each other..they will have a wonderful life together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1t7ewniajI/AAAAAAAAB34/lsXXWn8XQXw/s1600-h/weddings_even0676_NVTech_com.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 80px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430069544102292018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1t7ewniajI/AAAAAAAAB34/lsXXWn8XQXw/s320/weddings_even0676_NVTech_com.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would have some nice pictures of the ceremony if the Magistrate hadn't told us we couldn't take any pictures...Nana almost spent the night in jail for violation of local photo laws...you know she loves her camera, she was yeld at for taking pictures...my wife the felon...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we will just have to skip that part of the wedding and move on to the dinner afterwards and the beginning of their lives together. Just imagine that this is Matt and Jordan below...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1t7epBeJfI/AAAAAAAAB3w/0WwGPVcTK7A/s1600-h/Weddings3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430069542063580658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1t7epBeJfI/AAAAAAAAB3w/0WwGPVcTK7A/s320/Weddings3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so happy for them, they have grown up quite a bit in this last year...and now a new chapter has begun for them...marriage.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1t1bnG0GBI/AAAAAAAAB3o/mRKYUPsapZQ/s1600-h/SDC11112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430062892939745298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1t1bnG0GBI/AAAAAAAAB3o/mRKYUPsapZQ/s320/SDC11112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt, Jordan and Maddy will start off the 2010 year with a whole new decade for them to start their lives together. And with the love in their hearts and the Lord watching over them, they will battle all the problems of life together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a very short, but to the point ceremony..with rings being exchanged and a nice kiss at the end. I would have let Nana take a picture but we really don't have bail money to throw away right now and I really didn't want to go home alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was just Jordan's mom, and of course Maddy...Nana and me...and Matt's mom and her husband...one big happy family with lots of love for the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have even included pictures of Matt's stepdad and his mother...look at this nice shot of Debbie and Mike...well Debbie's kinda blocked out...but it was the thought that counts .......right? She's behind the menu, see her head right by Mike's nose...there's her elbow by the picture of the steak on the menu...I do take good photo's.&lt;/div&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_5430062886775356882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1t1bQJG_dI/AAAAAAAAB3g/RrFwemymMEU/s320/SDC11220.JPG" /&gt; Ok...here she is..the Mother-of-the-Groom....see I can be nice at times. She was as happy for the kids as I was, and we can be happy for each other despite the divorce.&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_5430062885327633250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1t1bKv8e2I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/A2WgaHp3ZRk/s320/SDC11228.JPG" /&gt;Father and Son share a hug..he was glad that his old man hopped his way to the courthouse for him. Like I would have missed this night...silly boy. Both legs could be broken and I would have crawled all the way..that's what Father's do for their kids...he'll learn with Maddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tzvZ6QyLI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/yeYTzNWsq9A/s1600-h/SDC11215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430061033971566770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tzvZ6QyLI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/yeYTzNWsq9A/s320/SDC11215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So after the wedding vows were over we all went to a local restuarant for a nice dinner to celebrate. Matt and Jordan make a lovely couple and are great parents too. They are blessed with each other and with God in their hearts, will have a wonderful life and marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tzvLQeSkI/AAAAAAAAB3I/BPmAvZgB74I/s1600-h/SDC11219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430061030038194754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tzvLQeSkI/AAAAAAAAB3I/BPmAvZgB74I/s320/SDC11219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And look at this nice picture of Debbie, Jordan, Matt and me...Nana took this one right before getting yelled at for taking pictures. Run Nana..."bad girl, bad girl, what ya going to do, what ya going to do when they come for you"....Matt loves "Cops"...who knew his step-mom would be the one who got into trouble...it usually follow me and Matt...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tzuoG4y2I/AAAAAAAAB3A/kin2CzBKtSc/s1600-h/SDC11216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430061020602747746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tzuoG4y2I/AAAAAAAAB3A/kin2CzBKtSc/s320/SDC11216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Uncle Eric and Aunt Tori holding little Maddy...and of course she's looking across the table at her parents. Always watching what's going on in the world, Maddy is a very alert child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tymthDe-I/AAAAAAAAB24/brzf4SkTKks/s1600-h/SDC11233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430059785104096226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tymthDe-I/AAAAAAAAB24/brzf4SkTKks/s320/SDC11233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I took my turn...I always will take my turn, your turn, whoevers turn...I just love holding my little angel granddaughter. Her smile melts me and reminds me of my mom still. It's like holding a little "minnie memaw".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tymYCkX4I/AAAAAAAAB2w/QclHTLp8tQU/s1600-h/SDC11236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430059779339083650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tymYCkX4I/AAAAAAAAB2w/QclHTLp8tQU/s320/SDC11236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Nana was as happy as I was to see the kids go to the next level of life...and can you believe it Nana...we are done with all of our kids and marriage. Three for three, empty nesters...life has begun for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tyl06Gf5I/AAAAAAAAB2o/Y52KXbSG6HE/s1600-h/SDC11227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430059769908330386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1tyl06Gf5I/AAAAAAAAB2o/Y52KXbSG6HE/s320/SDC11227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I go again...crazy old Pawpaw holding his little curly haired angel. She has grown up so much in 5 months...very serious look on her...very silly look on me. But I'm Pawpaw the silly, but loving granddad...she loves me...so I will make faces, make noise, whatever she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1txO64U_NI/AAAAAAAAB2g/bsfGMcHZjwI/s1600-h/SDC11235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430058276862885074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1txO64U_NI/AAAAAAAAB2g/bsfGMcHZjwI/s320/SDC11235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jordan's momma, Maggie, took a turn in holding Maddy too. She has been a very big help in raising the kids...she took them under her wing and we hope she knows how much we appreciate and love her for it. Wonder where Maddy gets her curly hair from.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1txOvzf8II/AAAAAAAAB2Y/a7c4ffNII1o/s1600-h/SDC11221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430058273889841282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1txOvzf8II/AAAAAAAAB2Y/a7c4ffNII1o/s320/SDC11221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So it was a great night all around...a nice ceremony, followed by a large dinner gathering to celebrate. We will have a couple of more celebrations later for the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their lives have moved to the next level of life...Mr. and Mrs. "H". We love you two and will always be there for you, and Maddy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now go on with your lives and start building memories...love each other each day and remember that we all love you two and Maddy too. That we all are family and will love you and help you whenever you need it. And with Love and the Lord in your heart, you both will go on and show Maddy just what love is, what marriage is and how to be great parents. God Bless you both and remember that Nana and I both love you with all of our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&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/747833163473986610-7308755718206809300?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7308755718206809300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/01/thursday-nightwedding-night.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7308755718206809300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7308755718206809300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/01/thursday-nightwedding-night.html' title='Thursday Night.....Wedding Night'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/S1t7fBBZ6nI/AAAAAAAAB4A/wN-xoAlqsFI/s72-c/nana+and+pawpaw+dancing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-4272959190889013906</id><published>2010-01-21T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:53:41.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year, A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>Well it's been a busy start to the new year...weather's been up and down, more problems in the world and the economy has still not turned around yet.&lt;br /&gt;But the world is getting better, with a little help from my son....he and his fiancee are scheduled to be wed this evening. A small gathering at the local courthouse, with a celebration and party later. It will still be beautiful, and it will make me cry...my little boy has grown up...but I as so happy for him, and for Jordan. They are good for each other and are great parents for Maddy.&lt;br /&gt;We knew the wedding would be sometime this year, since last year has ended. But when, and where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coolholidaygraphics.com/wedding/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.coolholidaygraphics.com/wedding/animations/animatedgifs11.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of trying to set a date, this year, last year, whenever, whereever....they decided to get married today...well..tonight. I will post a update as soon as I can and will of course put some photos up too. I hope you enjoy the music selection...it has a wide variety of music tastes...and all songs have a meaning and a memory with them.&lt;a href="http://www.coolholidaygraphics.com/wedding/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.coolholidaygraphics.com/wedding/animations/animatedgifs12.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Animations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again, please put them in your prayers and I will repost a update as soon as possible. Nana and Pawpaw have officially married off all their kids...we have reached the next level of empty nesters...all kids grown, all kids married.&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy for them ...they will have a wonderful life ahead of them. God will watch over them and help them through life's journey. Thanks for stopping by and please check back soon for my update and wedding picture's.&lt;br /&gt;And Matt remember that we love you and Jordan and will always be there for you...and we look forward to you and Jordan making the best of whatever the Lord has planned for you. We know that Maddy has changed both of your lives, but remember to just look at that little girls eyes and you will see that whatever happens in your life...it will be alright and you can make it. If not for yourselves, then for Maddy...and that is Pawpaw's Wisdom for today....keep life's journey, a learning experience and learn from your mistakes and grow with each days lesson. No where does it say in the bible that it's going to be easy...God only makes it worth the battles of life to be rewarded in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You Both and remember that we love you guys...and wish you the very best. See ya tonight and remember to bring tissues... I have a very large, but soft heart...like my Mama's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love You Matt, Jordan and Maddy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, aka Pawpaw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-4272959190889013906?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4272959190889013906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4272959190889013906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4272959190889013906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-beginning.html' title='A New Year, A New Beginning'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-8888358945947958262</id><published>2009-12-28T13:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:10:58.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year To Everyone...Oh What A Year.</title><content type='html'>"HAPPY NEW YEAR" to everyone who is reading this posting of my blog. I hope that the next year is a great one for everyone and that we all have a better year than this one.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Szj0J4Pi_LI/AAAAAAAABvw/IgbUahn_i2o/s1600-h/pbnewyears2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420350602093984946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Szj0J4Pi_LI/AAAAAAAABvw/IgbUahn_i2o/s320/pbnewyears2000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And whether your celebrating New Year's, Festivus, Hanukkah or whatever, that you make the coming year a project to make this world better. For yourself, your family and the people around you.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420350222791480226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SzjzzzOyE6I/AAAAAAAABvo/o1wwLX7KuaE/s320/Human_Fund.png" /&gt;We need to pull together as a world and make this world a better place, a safer place and a more loving place for all of us. We owe our children who will be the keepers of the future, a better place for their children to live in.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SzjzzjtcPMI/AAAAAAAABvg/PWAulk3eZWE/s1600-h/47c5aeaed3dc6430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 81px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420350218625105090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SzjzzjtcPMI/AAAAAAAABvg/PWAulk3eZWE/s320/47c5aeaed3dc6430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of children, I have had a great year...oh I had a few bumps in the road and will be looking forward to 2010 being a little more stable for me and Nana, but I wouldn't change a thing. For 2009 gave me two things I hold dear to my heart. &lt;div&gt;My first grandchild was born just before Christmas last year...he's a year older, a year wiser and a very big part of my heart. 2009 has been the year that I got to know my grandson, Ryder, to see him grow into the little man he is. I still can't wait to see him as much as he can't wait to see me. His smile is precious to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SzjzckdHSDI/AAAAAAAABvY/wRBoeZxZN9k/s1600-h/IMG_2266%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420349823688067122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SzjzckdHSDI/AAAAAAAABvY/wRBoeZxZN9k/s320/IMG_2266%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SzjzL62hnZI/AAAAAAAABvQ/5ESfMA6ieH4/s1600-h/IMG_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420349537642454418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SzjzL62hnZI/AAAAAAAABvQ/5ESfMA6ieH4/s320/IMG_0529.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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in August of this year a Angel came down from heaven...her name is Madelyn Audrey and she weighed in at 7 lbs. 4 ozs. and has a dimpled smile that will make a very large Pawpaw turn into a puddle in seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has a smile I saw only once before, in my mom's. When I opened a gift I got this year from my son I held in my hands a picture of hope, of love and of my granddaughter. I see a little of both of my parents in her and I can't wait til next year to get to watch her grow up. I know that they are watching her from Heaven...especially "Pop"...oh what he would be like around Maddy. And "Mom" would have had a ball dressing her up, and rocking her to sleep...just like she did for Maddy's daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maddy fills a large part of my heart also...thus making me a very proud "Pawpaw". I can only hope to be the granddad to Maddy that "Pop" was to Matt...large shoes to fill..but then again I wear a size 13 anyway....I can't wait til I see her again...and to see Ryder also..I am a blessed man for sure...and a very loved one too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top it all off with 3 loving kids and a beautiful, loving wife...my heart is full of love and I am a blessed man indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I hope you have a very good New Year's celebration, enjoy yourself and get some rest. We have a large task ahead of us all. We have to make the next 10 years better than the last 10...not just for us, but for our kids and grandkids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So "HAPPY NEW YEAR" and I hope you will come back and visit with me next year. I want to thank everyone who's emailed me, texted me and has taken time to read my blogs...without you I would be only writing for myself. Until next year....&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/747833163473986610-8888358945947958262?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8888358945947958262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8888358945947958262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8888358945947958262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year-to.html' title='Happy New Year To Everyone...Oh What A Year.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Szj0J4Pi_LI/AAAAAAAABvw/IgbUahn_i2o/s72-c/pbnewyears2000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-2536877884503382185</id><published>2009-12-08T15:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:11:46.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Dogs Go To Heaven...from Waterside Yorkies</title><content type='html'>This is a post from our blog "Waterside Yorkies" that I posted on Dec. 8th ...I hope you will enjoy it and come back and check us out again. Thanks for stopping by and have a great holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;                                                            'DO DOGS GO TO HEAVEN'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a email today from someone I have never met, never talked to. Our only contact has been by emails and blogging. She read's mine and I read her's, connected by the net, both of us owning Yorkies. This is my tribute to "Trixie"...dog, pet and friend...&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning I opened up my email to find a sad one...don't like sad emails. It was from a friend, she told me she lost her dog of 10 years to illness. She was devastated, and asked me if I thought dogs go to heaven. Now talk about religious beliefs and animals, and you get looks like your totally insane. Some people believe animals don't go to Heaven, it's for humans who are seeking redemption, and since animals don't have sin, nor do they have souls, they aren't allowed in Heaven. I am a animal owner and lover, I believe...no I hope that my God does allow our animals to come to Heaven. I can't imagine Heaven without animals. My Lord allows animals, he does in my belief of the Bible. Not having anyone come back from death and tell me different, that's the way I will believe until I find out myself. I will make some mad, some won't even come back and read my blog, but that's fine. I will miss them, but I can't force them to live my beliefs as much as I won't live theirs, we all are different, yet the same at times.&lt;br /&gt;I searched for a story I saw many years ago on "The Twilight Zone". It's written by Earl Hamner, and follows the storyline of a man and his dog. The man and the dog go raccoon hunting and they both fall into a lake and drown. The story goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old man and his dog were walking down this dirt road with fences on both sides, they come to a gate in fence and looked in, it was nice - grassy, woody areas, just what a huntin' dog and man would like, but, it had a sign saying 'No Trespassing' so they walked on.&lt;br /&gt;They came to a beautiful gate with a person in white robes standing there. "Welcome to Heaven" he said. The old man was happy and started in with his dog following him.&lt;br /&gt;The gatekeeper stopped him. "Dogs aren't allowed, I'm sorry but he can't come with you." The old man asked "What kind of Heaven won't allow dogs? If he can't come in, then I will stay out with him. He's been my faithful companion all his life, I can't desert him now." The gatekeeper responded "Suit yourself, but I have to warn you, the Devil's on this road and he'll try to sweet talk you into his area, he'll promiss you anything, but, the dog can't go there either. If you won't leave the dog, you'll spend Eternity on this road." The man and his dog went on.&lt;br /&gt;They walked awhile and came to a rundown fence with a gap in it, no gate, just a hole. Another old man was inside. "Scuse me Sir, my dog and I are getting mighty tired, mind if we come in and sit in the shade for awhile?" "Of course, there's some cold water under the tree over there. Make yourselves comfortable." "You sure my dog can come in? The man down the road said dogs aren't allowed anywhere." "Would you come in if you had to leave the dog?" "No Sir, that's why I didn't go to Heaven, he said the dog couldn't come in. We'll be spending Eternity on this road, and a glass of water and some shade would be mighty fine right about now. But I won't come in if my buddy here can't come too, and that's final."&lt;br /&gt;The man smiled a big smile and said "Welcome to Heaven." "You mean this is Heaven? Dogs ARE allowed? How come that fellow down the road said they weren't?"&lt;br /&gt;"That was the Devil and he gets all the people who are willing to give up a life long companion for a comfortable place to stay. They soon find out their mistake, but, then it's too late. The dogs come here, the fickle people stay there. GOD wouldn't allow dogs to be banned from Heaven. After all, HE created them to be man's companions in life, why would he separate them in death?"&lt;br /&gt;Wow...been years since I saw that story on TV...feels good to read it again. They don't write storylines like that anymore...reality tv has replaced writers. I saw on the website a quote from Will Rogers...he said "If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went." Funny man, a true legend lost in time.&lt;br /&gt;I told my friend the story... forgot a few things..but all in all the same story...I told her that God wouldn't give us our animals in life to be taken away and never seen again. I believe that my Rosie, my first dog I had, will be waiting for me. To rub her ears, pet her back...brush her. But that's my belief, your entitled to yours. I hope I helped my friend, made her feel a little better. I know that thinking about that story helped me, it gave me a great memory and put a smile on my face and love in my heart. I love my animals, my wife and I have had Yorkies everyday of our marriage...they have seen our good days and our bad. But they have never judged us, yelled at us or abandoned us. And when we come home, they are waiting for us...hoping for a little love, a small price to pay for a lifetime of love back. So yes, I believe dogs go to Heaven...but I am lucky I have a little bit of Heaven already in my house, and 3 Yorkies to show me what it's going to be like. And "Trixie" will be waiting for my friend...wagging her tail, waiting to lick her face and give her the love back, she had received all those 10 years on Earth together.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking time and reading about my friend, her dog and my beliefs...I hope those of you who own animals will appreciate this entry on my blog...and those who don't...maybe it will touch your heart and make you want to help a animal, maybe one in a shelter near your house. I can only hope that this story made someone feel the need to go save a life and start a lifetime of love and affection...God works in many ways, and loves all of his creations...even dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-2536877884503382185?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2536877884503382185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-dogs-go-to-heavenfrom-waterside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2536877884503382185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2536877884503382185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-dogs-go-to-heavenfrom-waterside.html' title='Do Dogs Go To Heaven...from Waterside Yorkies'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-1719233368479438773</id><published>2009-12-02T20:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:47:49.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey, Fish and Fun</title><content type='html'>The Holden Beach fishing tournement champion holds his prize winning catch and looks like it's just another day at the beach. Matt caught this one with a little shrimp bait...biggest one we ever caught in the inlet...good job "Fisherman Matt".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxcfRb_nC9I/AAAAAAAABl8/MGhwFbiX1-A/s1600-h/SDC10980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410827861741734866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxcfRb_nC9I/AAAAAAAABl8/MGhwFbiX1-A/s320/SDC10980.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He also caught a few sheepsheads, croakers, and shad...just to keep it real. He had a great time and I had a good one too. I had a fishing pole in my hand, my granddaughter was napping up in the cabin and we were about to eat a giant Thanksgiving meal.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxcfRGvKe3I/AAAAAAAABl0/V-WCRR3K5YY/s1600-h/SDC10986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410827856035609458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxcfRGvKe3I/AAAAAAAABl0/V-WCRR3K5YY/s320/SDC10986.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And another, and another...alright Matt keep a few in the inlet for next time will ya. It was a good day for everyone, except the fish.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxcfQqHYp1I/AAAAAAAABls/JKm_fWzxG1c/s1600-h/SDC10982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410827848352573266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxcfQqHYp1I/AAAAAAAABls/JKm_fWzxG1c/s320/SDC10982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We normally only catch little ones, but today we were having a good luck streak...well Matt was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxceCDrY44I/AAAAAAAABlk/uWmcLWWiUYI/s1600-h/SDC10985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410826498004804482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxceCDrY44I/AAAAAAAABlk/uWmcLWWiUYI/s320/SDC10985.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/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxcddIrzB3I/AAAAAAAABlU/O0JSHhrvVZE/s1600-h/SDC10993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410825863693535090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxcddIrzB3I/AAAAAAAABlU/O0JSHhrvVZE/s320/SDC10993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a good day of fishing, we ate a large Thanksgiving meal and played with our granddaughter. She's 3 months old and growing like a weed. This was her first trip to the beach and I can't wait til she comes in the spring...to see her playing in the sand by the ocean waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sxcdcpc44cI/AAAAAAAABlM/T6z0eVETKB8/s1600-h/SDC11001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410825855309504962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sxcdcpc44cI/AAAAAAAABlM/T6z0eVETKB8/s320/SDC11001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like all good things, the weekend had to end and everyone had to go home...Mom and Dad packed up the car and head back. I was going to throw one of those fish into the car like "Grumpy Old Men" but couldn't do it to my granddaughter and to Matt's beautiful new car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxcdcP1oquI/AAAAAAAABlE/3C5eVH8EVio/s1600-h/SDC11004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410825848433978082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxcdcP1oquI/AAAAAAAABlE/3C5eVH8EVio/s320/SDC11004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So that's what I did on Thanksgiving..hope yours was as special as mine, and may your Christmas is a wonderful one. I look forward to seeing the grandkids, the grown kids and all of our relatives and friends. Now if we just get a little snow to play in..I mean for the grandkids to play in...hey that's it...and maybe Pawpaw too.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-1719233368479438773?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1719233368479438773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/12/turkey-fish-and-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1719233368479438773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1719233368479438773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/12/turkey-fish-and-fun.html' title='Turkey, Fish and Fun'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SxcfRb_nC9I/AAAAAAAABl8/MGhwFbiX1-A/s72-c/SDC10980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-8657936770346752995</id><published>2009-11-28T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T09:11:02.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallmark Ornament Treasures....Oh What Fun We Had</title><content type='html'>Nana and Pawpaw went treasure hunting again...this time for Hallmark Christmas ornaments..and boy did we strike gold. We spent about a half-hour sifting through multiple tables of ornaments at a nearby yardsale. We found almost a boxful of treasures to add to our collection we already had.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swn1UoUT5hI/AAAAAAAABkU/XrQL_BXMQaE/s1600/SDC10952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407122562403788306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swn1UoUT5hI/AAAAAAAABkU/XrQL_BXMQaE/s320/SDC10952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found a total of 36 ornaments that made us smile, laugh and cry a little. Nana found a Barbie doll ornament to add to her collection of babydoll ones....like Chatty Cathy. I found 2 for our grandkids...one boy one and one girl one...it made me a very proud and happy Pawpaw and will help me remember the great fun I have had this past year with my 1 year old grandson. He has grown up so much in just one year...unbelievable...I do love that little boy. And I now have a brand-new, 3 month old granddaughter. She reminds me of my mom, who past away a few years ago...tears of days gone by, and tears of days ahead with her. She has a little bit of mom in her eyes...I think so at least. I love that little girl...and can't wait til she calls me "Pawpaw"one day...you'll hear the teardrops as they flow off my checks and hit the floor.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swn1UdRPZjI/AAAAAAAABkM/m78UuYBu1mQ/s1600/SDC10953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407122559438120498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swn1UdRPZjI/AAAAAAAABkM/m78UuYBu1mQ/s320/SDC10953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hallmark started making ornaments back in 1973...6 glass ornaments and 12 yarn ones. Now they produce about 200 different each year and have over 3,000 different ornaments in their series. Making memories for people to share, to adore, to decorate their Christmas trees with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who could refuse Santa...when we saw him we had to have him. He's part of their world series...and will make a beautiful addition to our tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnxYji5K3I/AAAAAAAABkE/R8DVIX6NHY0/s1600/SDC10955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407118231795739506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnxYji5K3I/AAAAAAAABkE/R8DVIX6NHY0/s320/SDC10955.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And you know you would have gotten this one...a Santa cookie jar...with 3 cookie ornaments that came with it and are stored inside the Santa's body by popping off his head. Magical fun for our grandkids when they grow up a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnxYVeHJyI/AAAAAAAABj8/5jWGPSapAAE/s1600/SDC10965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407118228017588002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnxYVeHJyI/AAAAAAAABj8/5jWGPSapAAE/s320/SDC10965.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we found a total of 36 ornaments..a boxful of treasures, of memories. It was like going to a candy store...we couldn't decide on which ones we want...but we did good..we only bought the ones we knew we had to have. Oh, I know we could have bought the whole lot..it was that much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swnwjwt8JgI/AAAAAAAABj0/Oih6-dxSUXQ/s1600/SDC10967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407117324798666242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swnwjwt8JgI/AAAAAAAABj0/Oih6-dxSUXQ/s320/SDC10967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swnwju4C8zI/AAAAAAAABjs/TgEjgCg1bWA/s1600/SDC10970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407117324304184114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swnwju4C8zI/AAAAAAAABjs/TgEjgCg1bWA/s320/SDC10970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnwjXfe7AI/AAAAAAAABjk/Sy9zvZm8-P8/s1600/SDC10964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407117318027144194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnwjXfe7AI/AAAAAAAABjk/Sy9zvZm8-P8/s320/SDC10964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we added up the retail values of each of the ornaments, and we didn't even add tax...it came to $443...we are sure glad we paid only $40..yes, FORTY DOLLARS..unbelievable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pawpaw's wisdom is this...never judge people who bargain shop...at thrift stores, consignment sales or yard sales...they might not be as crazy as you think...We might be very intellegent people who know where to find the best bargains around...we think so....did you save $403 this week....we did...and that's without taxes even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-8657936770346752995?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8657936770346752995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/hallmark-ornament-treasuresoh-what-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8657936770346752995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8657936770346752995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/hallmark-ornament-treasuresoh-what-fun.html' title='Hallmark Ornament Treasures....Oh What Fun We Had'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swn1UoUT5hI/AAAAAAAABkU/XrQL_BXMQaE/s72-c/SDC10952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-7754229437150625237</id><published>2009-11-26T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:03:00.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY THANKSGIVING...I Am A Blessed Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swqb8aAP6EI/AAAAAAAABk8/4XWqvxJV-Eg/s1600/thanksgiving-8-07.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407305764686522434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swqb8aAP6EI/AAAAAAAABk8/4XWqvxJV-Eg/s320/thanksgiving-8-07.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What more can a "Pawpaw" say then is expressed in the photo below. How thankful could he be, then for the great blessings God has put on his plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swqb8EMIWCI/AAAAAAAABk0/Nym4A11UDsw/s1600/lulie,+matt+and+the+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407305758830778402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swqb8EMIWCI/AAAAAAAABk0/Nym4A11UDsw/s320/lulie,+matt+and+the+kids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am married to Nana, the most loving, beautiful person I could ask for...she's a wife, a mom and a grandmother all in one great package...I am a blessed man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a dad, and a step-dad to 3 great kids. They have shown me alot of good times, hard times and loving times...and I Love them very much....I am a blessed man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am "Pawpaw" to 2 grandkids...Ryder, who just turned one year old and has grown up so much in this year. And Maddy, who just turned 3 months old and has just started to giggle. She is going to be a beautiful little young lady one day...that reminds me..have I cleaned my shotgun lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Ryder and Maddy in my life, I am a blessed man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with all my other family members, my friends and all of you who I have met this year...I am a blessed man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swqbfzpr5MI/AAAAAAAABks/6PbQZ7Ux0lA/s1600/turkey07.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407305273355003074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swqbfzpr5MI/AAAAAAAABks/6PbQZ7Ux0lA/s320/turkey07.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, Mr Tom Turkey, he's not a blessed man...he is a blessing to man. What would Thanksgiving be like without all that juicey meat, filled with stuffing, and placed on your dining room table. And all that other food with it...yams, potato's, rolls, butter.........are you hungry...I'm getting hungry. For all the food we will have today I am a blessed man. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwqbfSXGCWI/AAAAAAAABkc/0UPoNGL7XJQ/s1600/Pumpkin_pie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 111px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407305264418654562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwqbfSXGCWI/AAAAAAAABkc/0UPoNGL7XJQ/s320/Pumpkin_pie.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Pumpkin Pie...could there be anything better in the Fall...smell those spices...and Cool Whip on top....for this I am a blessed man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had a blessed year...good times, bad times, happy times and and sad times...but I survived it...and have alot of blessing to show for it. The Lord has blessed me with everything one man needs, plus a few things more. He has allowed me to be blessed with alot of love, the kind that fills your heart full and makes you feel warm and tingly. When I think of all that I have...I tear up..I am a blessed man. Thank you Lord for allowing me to have all that I have. To give me a family that I love with all my heart, a life full of friends and people who make me a better man, 3 Yorkies, who drive me crazy one minute, and make me smile the next...they have a lot of love in their little furry bodies, and 2 precious grandkids, they make me "PawPaw"...a blessed man...Amen.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-7754229437150625237?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7754229437150625237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-more-can-pawpaw-say-then-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7754229437150625237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7754229437150625237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-more-can-pawpaw-say-then-is.html' title='HAPPY THANKSGIVING...I Am A Blessed Man'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swqb8aAP6EI/AAAAAAAABk8/4XWqvxJV-Eg/s72-c/thanksgiving-8-07.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-900094745690340231</id><published>2009-11-22T20:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:10:19.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ryder, Part 2</title><content type='html'>Part 2 of my grandson's birthday celebration happened on Saturday. His parents were as organized as they always are. He even had a special outfit to wear.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnsHfG4bYI/AAAAAAAABjc/6YCanSJKDjs/s1600/SDC10882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407112440988593538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnsHfG4bYI/AAAAAAAABjc/6YCanSJKDjs/s320/SDC10882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was a happy birthday boy...and boy did he love his balloons that his parents got for him. But he did very well, we only lost one to the ceiling and that was after the party. For a one year old I think that's excellent, don't you.&lt;br /&gt;His mom and dad got a beautiful bakery cake for all of his guests to eat, and yes it was as good as it looks. Can't you taste the icing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnsHHyMuEI/AAAAAAAABjU/itsogbBRBXA/s1600/SDC10910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407112434727827522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnsHHyMuEI/AAAAAAAABjU/itsogbBRBXA/s320/SDC10910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryder had his own cake, just for the birthday boy. What more could a kid want, then to have his own whole cake...wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnsGo5YBxI/AAAAAAAABjM/zPStqpP3PEY/s1600/SDC10912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407112426436429586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnsGo5YBxI/AAAAAAAABjM/zPStqpP3PEY/s320/SDC10912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He didn't like his crown very much, but hey he's one...try putting anything on a one year old..it's like wrestling a bear at times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mommy...this whole cake is mine...all mine" runs through Ryder's head as his mom gave him his special cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnqtQshYpI/AAAAAAAABjE/KZUM7M8VSHc/s1600/SDC10918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407110890931708562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnqtQshYpI/AAAAAAAABjE/KZUM7M8VSHc/s320/SDC10918.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/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnqtLbii6I/AAAAAAAABi8/ANYQhH1E6O0/s1600/SDC10923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407110889518304162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnqtLbii6I/AAAAAAAABi8/ANYQhH1E6O0/s320/SDC10923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swnqs5LSMBI/AAAAAAAABi0/ySA58UD3lJE/s1600/SDC10937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407110884618285074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Swnqs5LSMBI/AAAAAAAABi0/ySA58UD3lJE/s320/SDC10937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnqsuA1MYI/AAAAAAAABis/zKp6P8DILYk/s1600/SDC10941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407110881621651842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnqsuA1MYI/AAAAAAAABis/zKp6P8DILYk/s320/SDC10941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnqsMuVXzI/AAAAAAAABik/kFyIpwu163M/s1600/SDC10947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407110872685698866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnqsMuVXzI/AAAAAAAABik/kFyIpwu163M/s320/SDC10947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did a very nice job of eating his cake...he really never got crazy or threw it to his dog...he just took his time...piece by piece...and no he didn't eat it all. He had leftover's for the next day to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYDER ...I Love You "Little Man" and hope you had a great birthday..I know I enjoyed watching you celebrate your day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the next year will bring many new adventures for you and for me. I can't wait can you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks everyone for taking the time to read about my grandson and in helping him celebrate his birthday. I hope you'll come back and check on me again.&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/747833163473986610-900094745690340231?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/900094745690340231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-ryder-part-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/900094745690340231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/900094745690340231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-ryder-part-2.html' title='Happy Birthday Ryder, Part 2'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwnsHfG4bYI/AAAAAAAABjc/6YCanSJKDjs/s72-c/SDC10882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-860512406933893866</id><published>2009-11-17T20:32:00.026-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:24:02.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYDER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwN1jmOgP3I/AAAAAAAABgs/S-LyJ1f0Hlw/s1600/%7BE981843B-3593-4CF7-8C2B-51C4A5668935%7D-0430j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405293232191979378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwN1jmOgP3I/AAAAAAAABgs/S-LyJ1f0Hlw/s320/%7BE981843B-3593-4CF7-8C2B-51C4A5668935%7D-0430j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On November 18th, a year ago, the stork delivered us a angel...his name was Ryder David. As his "Pawpaw" I have the pleasure to wish him his first birthday, by way of the net. I started this blog right after he was born...and I look back at it from time to time to see how much this "little man" has changed, has grown into a toddler, has learned to walk and is talking too. And boy, did you change your momma's life...she could hardly wait for you to get here. And once you did, she's been a great mommy, I'm very proud of her...your a very loved little boy. H&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNq77LBczI/AAAAAAAABgk/etIVpnMutQA/s1600/Birthday9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 194px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405281555503477554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNq77LBczI/AAAAAAAABgk/etIVpnMutQA/s320/Birthday9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;APPY BIRTHDAY RYDER....May this day is as special to you, as you are to your Pawpaw. Your smile can still melt my heart and your hugs make all my aches go away...I Love You Ryder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNq7msjJAI/AAAAAAAABgc/zpcb9boxgPU/s1600/first-birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405281550006952962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNq7msjJAI/AAAAAAAABgc/zpcb9boxgPU/s320/first-birthday.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/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNqibt7v0I/AAAAAAAABgU/1ae6TR4OdU8/s1600/File0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405281117563240258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNqibt7v0I/AAAAAAAABgU/1ae6TR4OdU8/s320/File0147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could so much love come in such a small package...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNp98KUuWI/AAAAAAAABgM/tUpqdl1GiIc/s1600/File0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405280490617092450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNp98KUuWI/AAAAAAAABgM/tUpqdl1GiIc/s320/File0179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNp9g92XmI/AAAAAAAABgE/pIhLoLOvCGA/s1600/File0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405280483317014114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNp9g92XmI/AAAAAAAABgE/pIhLoLOvCGA/s320/File0184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only for you would a "Pawpaw" take such a silly photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNp9WxxSaI/AAAAAAAABf8/vcZpqzlFuPE/s1600/File0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405280480581994914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNp9WxxSaI/AAAAAAAABf8/vcZpqzlFuPE/s320/File0199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNp9KkIK3I/AAAAAAAABf0/T6feUEfK9vg/s1600/File0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405280477303548786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNp9KkIK3I/AAAAAAAABf0/T6feUEfK9vg/s320/File0206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You sure do love your "gizmo" ...I know it's a pacifier, but Ryder and me call it a "gizmo", it's our little thing we have going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNp8z6iSPI/AAAAAAAABfs/OTHJsWlEyJQ/s1600/File0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405280471223519474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNp8z6iSPI/AAAAAAAABfs/OTHJsWlEyJQ/s320/File0210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNo5eRg5gI/AAAAAAAABfk/Sy2JPVliUFU/s1600/File0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405279314363082242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNo5eRg5gI/AAAAAAAABfk/Sy2JPVliUFU/s320/File0298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana is a proud grandma...can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNo5BF1MYI/AAAAAAAABfc/t408TBYpHjQ/s1600/File0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405279306529452418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNo5BF1MYI/AAAAAAAABfc/t408TBYpHjQ/s320/File0359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNoRg58YSI/AAAAAAAABfU/4jutPAOPaes/s1600/File0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405278627874758946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNoRg58YSI/AAAAAAAABfU/4jutPAOPaes/s320/File0360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even the Yorkies lives have been changed...they never knew what little hands were before you came along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNoRBCakuI/AAAAAAAABfM/t7_MOda8ZB4/s1600/File0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405278619320357602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNoRBCakuI/AAAAAAAABfM/t7_MOda8ZB4/s320/File0376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Ryder you turned a "good man" into a greater man. You have a daddy that is on the job, 24/7. He became a dad when you were born and hasn't let up yet...you are a loved son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNoQ84z_gI/AAAAAAAABfE/hE2e_wiZ3ZQ/s1600/File0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405278618206338562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNoQ84z_gI/AAAAAAAABfE/hE2e_wiZ3ZQ/s320/File0407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNoQsLJqCI/AAAAAAAABe8/cnFoqSEOOf8/s1600/File0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405278613719853090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNoQsLJqCI/AAAAAAAABe8/cnFoqSEOOf8/s320/File0419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNoQGucW-I/AAAAAAAABe0/TkgkZM_bJo8/s1600/File0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405278603667332066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNoQGucW-I/AAAAAAAABe0/TkgkZM_bJo8/s320/File0093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Your Aunt Tori takes a turn in holding and feeding you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNmmS_WEqI/AAAAAAAABes/8ZZE_j7ZE-I/s1600/File0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405276785893315234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNmmS_WEqI/AAAAAAAABes/8ZZE_j7ZE-I/s320/File0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And even Uncle Eric got brave and held you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNmmKMeY7I/AAAAAAAABek/-xcXkp5g3cw/s1600/File0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405276783532467122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNmmKMeY7I/AAAAAAAABek/-xcXkp5g3cw/s320/File0112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNml6--X-I/AAAAAAAABec/KE_K38VVF9c/s1600/File0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405276779449311202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNml6--X-I/AAAAAAAABec/KE_K38VVF9c/s320/File0119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you made Granny a Great-Granny...it has been a joy for her to see you grow up into the toddler you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNmlmsF6gI/AAAAAAAABeU/RYyDqOzrU9w/s1600/File0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405276774001404418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNmlmsF6gI/AAAAAAAABeU/RYyDqOzrU9w/s320/File0127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Aunt Jordan had the opportunity to hold a baby, while carrying a baby herself. Your cousin Maddy was born in August and will give ya some one to team up on us with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNmlWRXNYI/AAAAAAAABeM/DCEA2Y82_w0/s1600/File0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405276769594324354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNmlWRXNYI/AAAAAAAABeM/DCEA2Y82_w0/s320/File0139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Matt really enjoyed getting to know you this year...he can't wait til you and Maddy get to play together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNldEF0K8I/AAAAAAAABeE/NFnfiVYBGOc/s1600/File0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405275527763471298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNldEF0K8I/AAAAAAAABeE/NFnfiVYBGOc/s320/File0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nana, tell Ryder that those aren't candy, would ya? Or do you think he thinks they are checkers...maybe we'll have to play someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNlc6BguuI/AAAAAAAABd8/o2MdhgK6DfE/s1600/File0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405275525061065442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNlc6BguuI/AAAAAAAABd8/o2MdhgK6DfE/s320/File0140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNlchZjZGI/AAAAAAAABd0/fNIPERRB0wc/s1600/File0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405275518451016802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNlchZjZGI/AAAAAAAABd0/fNIPERRB0wc/s320/File0146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNlcAQ086I/AAAAAAAABds/OAn4qrHa8Uo/s1600/File0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405275509556048802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNlcAQ086I/AAAAAAAABds/OAn4qrHa8Uo/s320/File0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You've been a great baby to watch... easy...very easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNlb01OJOI/AAAAAAAABdk/-L8GJIOyKYc/s1600/File0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405275506487469282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNlb01OJOI/AAAAAAAABdk/-L8GJIOyKYc/s320/File0157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I always came when you cried...me and the Yorkies came a running...you'll alway be safe in Pawpaw's big arms...like a bear with his cub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNkYXog4eI/AAAAAAAABdc/cxi5QIMdZfo/s1600/File0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405274347598307810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNkYXog4eI/AAAAAAAABdc/cxi5QIMdZfo/s320/File0161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNkYN9gZ2I/AAAAAAAABdU/1GB1VaRSvJ8/s1600/File0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405274345002002274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNkYN9gZ2I/AAAAAAAABdU/1GB1VaRSvJ8/s320/File0162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNkXsEPWsI/AAAAAAAABdM/AKyzsGwh9Tc/s1600/File0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405274335903439554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNkXsEPWsI/AAAAAAAABdM/AKyzsGwh9Tc/s320/File0165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And boy did you discover your fingers and your hands....out came the "gizmo", in went the fingers and hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNkXTCqOnI/AAAAAAAABdE/mesuDKcw58c/s1600/File0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405274329185925746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNkXTCqOnI/AAAAAAAABdE/mesuDKcw58c/s320/File0181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNkXPUnmTI/AAAAAAAABc8/7HslNYeGaO0/s1600/File0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405274328187509042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNkXPUnmTI/AAAAAAAABc8/7HslNYeGaO0/s320/File0195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Your Nana loves you, can you tell....look at that beautiful smile...it's all for you. I really enjoy watching her with you...it makes me teary at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNjH-HPpDI/AAAAAAAABc0/LJ_l58WlyXI/s1600/File0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405272966358344754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNjH-HPpDI/AAAAAAAABc0/LJ_l58WlyXI/s320/File0280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you make my dimples shine everytime I hold you...but that's a Pawpaw's right isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNjHuFdv_I/AAAAAAAABcs/Frrm2fLOeFI/s1600/File0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405272962055913458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNjHuFdv_I/AAAAAAAABcs/Frrm2fLOeFI/s320/File0282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNjHWcZd4I/AAAAAAAABck/-CVmF1YOC9o/s1600/File0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405272955709650818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNjHWcZd4I/AAAAAAAABck/-CVmF1YOC9o/s320/File0286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNjHLjkO7I/AAAAAAAABcc/_9Cvjmdf1kw/s1600/File0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405272952786926514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNjHLjkO7I/AAAAAAAABcc/_9Cvjmdf1kw/s320/File0293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You sure do love playing on that spotted blanket...fuzzy, warm....just right to play on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNjGmKoW1I/AAAAAAAABcU/ZIH0iGyLsl8/s1600/File0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405272942750227282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNjGmKoW1I/AAAAAAAABcU/ZIH0iGyLsl8/s320/File0299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look at you styling in that hat...what a face...so handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNhrCY-7bI/AAAAAAAABcM/rE74AeSzFRE/s1600/File0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405271369778654642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNhrCY-7bI/AAAAAAAABcM/rE74AeSzFRE/s320/File0516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNgYVmJIxI/AAAAAAAABcE/onva9P-b9wk/s1600/File0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405269949004981010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNgYVmJIxI/AAAAAAAABcE/onva9P-b9wk/s320/File0522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNgYCsnjbI/AAAAAAAABb8/ELaatIGnTuM/s1600/File0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405269943931866546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNgYCsnjbI/AAAAAAAABb8/ELaatIGnTuM/s320/File0541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one great photo your parents took of you surfing...and not even a year old yet...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNenAEFDPI/AAAAAAAABbc/BEbSIgB3siM/s1600/little+surfer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405268001899744498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNenAEFDPI/AAAAAAAABbc/BEbSIgB3siM/s320/little+surfer.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNem4RxVrI/AAAAAAAABbU/WNE3NiXcar4/s1600/Chillin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405267999809689266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNem4RxVrI/AAAAAAAABbU/WNE3NiXcar4/s320/Chillin.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinkerbell sure does love it when you come visit...she can't keep herself from loving on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNemsaG4KI/AAAAAAAABbM/OrGBUr_HHMA/s1600/File0099a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405267996623429794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNemsaG4KI/AAAAAAAABbM/OrGBUr_HHMA/s320/File0099a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am in my Redskin's hat you gave me...I still smile whenever I wear it...I am a very proud Pawpaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNemdxf6fI/AAAAAAAABbE/JGFsICYd3xU/s1600/redskin+pawpaw+with+ryder+no.+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405267992695007730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNemdxf6fI/AAAAAAAABbE/JGFsICYd3xU/s320/redskin+pawpaw+with+ryder+no.+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNdtJWrBuI/AAAAAAAABa8/0pm7hkFeC5I/s1600/SDC10139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405267007961237218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNdtJWrBuI/AAAAAAAABa8/0pm7hkFeC5I/s320/SDC10139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNdsmdS_II/AAAAAAAABa0/vDbR7dQ_zRc/s1600/SDC10146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405266998593780866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNdsmdS_II/AAAAAAAABa0/vDbR7dQ_zRc/s320/SDC10146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Always playing, always alert, alway a joy to hold on to, to teach, play, and hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNdsOz6-YI/AAAAAAAABas/EV93kKQFC0s/s1600/SDC10155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405266992246225282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNdsOz6-YI/AAAAAAAABas/EV93kKQFC0s/s320/SDC10155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even the puppies we had in the Spring loved on you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNdr06S5PI/AAAAAAAABak/dJvtckY5-3M/s1600/SDC10169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405266985293636850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNdr06S5PI/AAAAAAAABak/dJvtckY5-3M/s320/SDC10169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNb0zduCqI/AAAAAAAABac/rHziSrHzUTk/s1600/SDC10300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405264940500912802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNb0zduCqI/AAAAAAAABac/rHziSrHzUTk/s320/SDC10300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana and Pawpaw's kids with their kids....can a man be any prouder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNb0X-mSnI/AAAAAAAABaU/2bYCkyXC2gg/s1600/SDC10355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405264933122624114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNb0X-mSnI/AAAAAAAABaU/2bYCkyXC2gg/s320/SDC10355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNb0GdyqvI/AAAAAAAABaM/Ky8YOFApyOo/s1600/SDC10369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405264928421620466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNb0GdyqvI/AAAAAAAABaM/Ky8YOFApyOo/s320/SDC10369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Granny getting and giving a little lovin' again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNbzx6c9BI/AAAAAAAABaE/-5KIEaepF5E/s1600/SDC10416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405264922904687634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNbzx6c9BI/AAAAAAAABaE/-5KIEaepF5E/s320/SDC10416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNbzhNiTjI/AAAAAAAABZ8/kYsOFRhoSiU/s1600/SDC10418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405264918421327410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNbzhNiTjI/AAAAAAAABZ8/kYsOFRhoSiU/s320/SDC10418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A spiked hairdo and a sippy cup..what could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNZPRLR5UI/AAAAAAAABZ0/FxpL1ah8PYM/s1600/SDC10444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405262096618349890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNZPRLR5UI/AAAAAAAABZ0/FxpL1ah8PYM/s320/SDC10444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNZPD5PTzI/AAAAAAAABZs/m0-adnOdeIM/s1600/SDC10448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405262093053022002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNZPD5PTzI/AAAAAAAABZs/m0-adnOdeIM/s320/SDC10448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNZOtOcBMI/AAAAAAAABZk/SY2l-DhlAhg/s1600/SDC10590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405262086967919810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNZOtOcBMI/AAAAAAAABZk/SY2l-DhlAhg/s320/SDC10590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pawpaw and grandson....a smile-off contest...no loser's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNZOUf5eCI/AAAAAAAABZc/aD7wSaCetwo/s1600/SDC10577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405262080330266658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNZOUf5eCI/AAAAAAAABZc/aD7wSaCetwo/s320/SDC10577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A angel sleeping on earth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNWfPCTUAI/AAAAAAAABZM/yfh4cqEFDB0/s1600/SDC10595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405259072386846722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNWfPCTUAI/AAAAAAAABZM/yfh4cqEFDB0/s320/SDC10595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNWe9WRwFI/AAAAAAAABZE/s1NN8jA-PPY/s1600/SDC10644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405259067638792274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNWe9WRwFI/AAAAAAAABZE/s1NN8jA-PPY/s320/SDC10644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok Uncle Matt...it's time to play...put me down mommy...I have things to do, and people to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNWeqZApJI/AAAAAAAABY8/iOvxvUsvE2E/s1600/SDC10666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405259062549980306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNWeqZApJI/AAAAAAAABY8/iOvxvUsvE2E/s320/SDC10666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNT6ngRLmI/AAAAAAAABY0/yF8Wgb7-fFU/s1600/SDC10645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405256244276571746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNT6ngRLmI/AAAAAAAABY0/yF8Wgb7-fFU/s320/SDC10645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Ryder, watching the Panthers isn't as painful as it usually is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNT6V52HYI/AAAAAAAABYs/AOkp_Zdhr6Q/s1600/SDC10671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405256239552011650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNT6V52HYI/AAAAAAAABYs/AOkp_Zdhr6Q/s320/SDC10671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNT5lVLk7I/AAAAAAAABYk/fWBAkyKPpKU/s1600/SDC10689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405256226513327026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNT5lVLk7I/AAAAAAAABYk/fWBAkyKPpKU/s320/SDC10689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So as we are walking with you, we try and remember when you were just a newborn...small and little...where did this grown-up toddler come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNSmRAbTBI/AAAAAAAABYc/YiP9l22I3A8/s1600/SDC10624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405254795128425490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNSmRAbTBI/AAAAAAAABYc/YiP9l22I3A8/s320/SDC10624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Halloween was really fun this year..watching you go trick-r-treating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNSmFoOA_I/AAAAAAAABYU/DFLoEFk_Bes/s1600/SDC10619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405254792074101746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNSmFoOA_I/AAAAAAAABYU/DFLoEFk_Bes/s320/SDC10619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have changed alot over this first year, but so have we. A year ago I wasn't a Pawpaw, just a dad, a husband. You have changed me forever, and all in good ways. I am so proud to be your Pawpaw "little man". It's a job I take very serious, and I have you to thank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNPGnBTVXI/AAAAAAAABXk/s1nXHDgPOeE/s1600/SDC10626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405250952746980722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwNPGnBTVXI/AAAAAAAABXk/s1nXHDgPOeE/s320/SDC10626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYDER....from your Nana and Pawpaw. May all you days be as happy as the ones you have given us. I love you Ryder...I think you know that...I see it in your smile when I'm smiling back at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wisdom to share....only love today...but I guess that's some wisdom in itself, isn't it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/747833163473986610-860512406933893866?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/860512406933893866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-ryder.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/860512406933893866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/860512406933893866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-ryder.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYDER'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SwN1jmOgP3I/AAAAAAAABgs/S-LyJ1f0Hlw/s72-c/%7BE981843B-3593-4CF7-8C2B-51C4A5668935%7D-0430j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-3911495574108419547</id><published>2009-11-14T17:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:52:58.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yards Sales, Blogging and Yorkie Treats</title><content type='html'>So the rains have stopped and we decided to venture out into the drying world. What starts a Saturday better than a road trip to Yard Sale Heaven. So Nana plotted a game plan and we set off. First stop...the "golden arches"...a Pawpaw can't run on love only...he needs substance to keep him going.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sv827g51xiI/AAAAAAAABT8/57Oox_mEnXQ/s1600-h/yard%2520sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404098473940600354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sv827g51xiI/AAAAAAAABT8/57Oox_mEnXQ/s320/yard%2520sale.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fun part of yard sales is people watching, but it also is the find of a treasure or two or three...Nana loves finding the bargains. I enjoy finding them also, but the people are the fun part for me. I have fun talking to strangers...something your mother told you not to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sv827ZdLQbI/AAAAAAAABT0/KSf-K3cAFb4/s1600-h/yard+sales.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 81px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404098471941325234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sv827ZdLQbI/AAAAAAAABT0/KSf-K3cAFb4/s320/yard+sales.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I enjoy making people laugh so it's like a new audience at each yard sale...a comic's dream. We hit a bunch of sales too...the weather had been bad for half the week so people were out in bunches...the finds were there waiting for us...all we had to do was decide on what we wanted..and how low we could get it for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, we had a great time and found some treasures for all of our needs..lol...well, we got some stuff we think we needed to get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later in the day I hit the net and did some emailing, some down loading of music and updated my blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sv827cqrTzI/AAAAAAAABTs/n6MftxYuWDo/s1600-h/blogging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404098472803258162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sv827cqrTzI/AAAAAAAABTs/n6MftxYuWDo/s320/blogging.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really enjoyed blogging..it gives me a outlet for my creative side and lets me meet people from all over the globe. More people follow my Yorkie blog, but I do have some people who come back to "Pawpaw's Wisdom"...they just haven't joined as a follower...I think some people don't like to commit to someone's blog. But as long as they come back, then my efforts are appreciated. Maybe they'll join my blog later on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I put a new post on my "Waterside Yorkies" blog and update this one...the one your reading right now. On my "Waterside Yorkie's" blog I posted about the new dog food site we found and how the dogs love the new food and treats at &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sv827NnwV_I/AAAAAAAABTk/yQ5ajFSMU8I/s1600-h/K-9+cuisine.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 77px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404098468764473330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sv827NnwV_I/AAAAAAAABTk/yQ5ajFSMU8I/s320/K-9+cuisine.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.k9cuisine.com/"&gt;http://www.k9cuisine.com/&lt;/a&gt;  -"Premium Dog Food" . We enjoyed looking over all that they carried and the dogs enjoyed the tasting of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So go over to my other blog if you have a dog and check out the last posting. They also carry cat food, dog toys, shampoos, and other items for all you animal needs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it has been a busy day, and a fun one after a week full of rain. Hope your weekend is going well and check back with us, ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-3911495574108419547?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3911495574108419547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/yards-sales-blogging-and-yorkie-treats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3911495574108419547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3911495574108419547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/yards-sales-blogging-and-yorkie-treats.html' title='Yards Sales, Blogging and Yorkie Treats'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sv827g51xiI/AAAAAAAABT8/57Oox_mEnXQ/s72-c/yard%2520sale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-7433710351506353697</id><published>2009-11-13T14:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:50:13.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>War Dogs</title><content type='html'>Was sent this article about war dogs...thought I would share it with you... &lt;a href="http://www.peoplepets.com/news/pets-in-the-news/tv-s-no-dogs-left-behind-follows-rescued-war-dogs-on-journey-to-u-s/1?xid=111309-ecmail-news-war"&gt;http://www.peoplepets.com/news/pets-in-the-news/tv-s-no-dogs-left-behind-follows-rescued-war-dogs-on-journey-to-u-s/1?xid=111309-ecmail-news-war&lt;/a&gt; . Check out other stories on &lt;a href="http://www.peoplepets.com/"&gt;www.peoplepets.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-7433710351506353697?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7433710351506353697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/war-dogs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7433710351506353697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7433710351506353697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/war-dogs.html' title='War Dogs'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-4637178137059359709</id><published>2009-11-10T14:47:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:18:54.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VETERANS DAY - 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvnRKU7IaSI/AAAAAAAABRw/1FPq5UuzyPQ/s1600-h/vettitle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402569359933889234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvnINXVE2tI/AAAAAAAABNg/JlJ5Y6Nhi5k/s320/e7a8228c5f4375d2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvnGoGhiC0I/AAAAAAAABNY/-JTpDW0fyqw/s1600-h/34ad1df977fddb8c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402567620255943490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvnGoGhiC0I/AAAAAAAABNY/-JTpDW0fyqw/s320/34ad1df977fddb8c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvnGfF1E3UI/AAAAAAAABNQ/kQKbZgUjP10/s1600-h/2545325957_164e4f33e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402567465450659138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvnGfF1E3UI/AAAAAAAABNQ/kQKbZgUjP10/s320/2545325957_164e4f33e1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvnEuLQIL1I/AAAAAAAABNA/KFyC7fwmxm8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402565525581082450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvnEuLQIL1I/AAAAAAAABNA/KFyC7fwmxm8/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvnDi8HoYjI/AAAAAAAABM4/ecN-A2eqXmg/s1600-h/8a0f8c5c695fe4b0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402564233028723250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvnDi8HoYjI/AAAAAAAABM4/ecN-A2eqXmg/s320/8a0f8c5c695fe4b0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to my Mom and Dad (both Army)...my Brother (Navy)...and Nana's Mom and Dad (both Army)...and the many other Veterans who have served our Nation. They are the foundation for which this Nation was built, and they are the foundation upon which future generations will stand on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-4637178137059359709?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4637178137059359709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/veterans-day-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4637178137059359709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4637178137059359709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/veterans-day-2009.html' title='VETERANS DAY - 2009'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvnRKU7IaSI/AAAAAAAABRw/1FPq5UuzyPQ/s72-c/vettitle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-3481422908650852285</id><published>2009-11-08T12:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:11:39.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching An Angel Growing Up</title><content type='html'>We were visited by an angel this weekend...look at her...sleeping so peaceful, in a world full of trouble, full of pain, and needing a little happiness in it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvcBE7OUi0I/AAAAAAAABKQ/2T916L1Noqc/s1600-h/SDC10799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401787462183062338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvcBE7OUi0I/AAAAAAAABKQ/2T916L1Noqc/s320/SDC10799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we were blessed with seeing our granddaughter...she spent Saturday night with us and we got to bond with her. To see just how much she has changed in the 2 months she has been with us. To see her developing into the beautiful, smart and happy baby we know she will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her visual development has really changed...she locks on to a object and watches with eagerness what it does, and why it does it. It is fun to she her discovering the world around her...a world that is full of unhappinest, but not in her eyes...in her eyes she only see's what is good and happy. The Lord watches over babies and only allows them to see the good...they will havetoo much saddness in their lives ahead...no need to rush it. So Maddy plays, smiles and watches, as the world revolves around her.&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_5401787241713347666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvcA4F6PrFI/AAAAAAAABKA/FV634ZZke2w/s320/SDC10767.JPG" /&gt;She really enjoyed playing on her bouncer...grabbing the toys...rattling the beads...and watch that doggie..."how does he float above me...maybe he's a angel like me"... deep thoughts from a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvcA309zNvI/AAAAAAAABJ4/pPSeTH1PZAA/s1600-h/SDC10763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401787237164857074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvcA309zNvI/AAAAAAAABJ4/pPSeTH1PZAA/s320/SDC10763.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took the toy bar off so you could see just how beautiful my granddaughter is, a angel in the living world for sure. I know she has alot of growing ahead, but she seems to have grown quite a bit in these 2 months of her life...and has gotten longer too. She's going to be a tall drink of water for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Svb_HqJ0jbI/AAAAAAAABJw/S6O20jlOZec/s1600-h/SDC10796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401785310117137842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Svb_HqJ0jbI/AAAAAAAABJw/S6O20jlOZec/s320/SDC10796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pawpaw's Wisdom is this...in about 13 years there will be a beautiful little girl named Maddy, whose Pawpaw will be cleaning his guns every time someone comes to visit her, ask her out on a date. I'll will be watching everyone...like the Yorkies do when she comes to visit us...she is under my protection..so don't even think about hurting her, breaking her heart, or looking hard at her...she's an angel and has both the Lord and Pawpaw watching over her...remember that..my wisdom to you...ok!&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/747833163473986610-3481422908650852285?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3481422908650852285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/watching-angel-growing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3481422908650852285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3481422908650852285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/watching-angel-growing-up.html' title='Watching An Angel Growing Up'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvcBE7OUi0I/AAAAAAAABKQ/2T916L1Noqc/s72-c/SDC10799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-4959761902923374638</id><published>2009-11-05T15:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:33:59.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Weekend Fun for Pawpaw and Nana</title><content type='html'>Well, last week was a Pawpaw's dream week...first Nana and I went to go see our granddaughter, still too little to go trick-or-treating, but I think is dressed as a angel all the time...but I am her Pawpaw, so I might be prejudice a little.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvMxsfQJN5I/AAAAAAAABII/UjzNvzQKGSY/s1600-h/maddy+small+for+blogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400715018520573842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvMxsfQJN5I/AAAAAAAABII/UjzNvzQKGSY/s320/maddy+small+for+blogs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night we went with our grandson and his parents to a local town that had a trick-or-treat walk for the kids..and the grown ups too.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvMxeKSoUjI/AAAAAAAABIA/QKGUes7QknY/s1600-h/ryder+trick+or+treating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400714772375687730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvMxeKSoUjI/AAAAAAAABIA/QKGUes7QknY/s320/ryder+trick+or+treating.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryder isn't even a year old yet, but he took to trick-or-treating like a duck to water. He took hold of his pumpkin bucket and off he went. From person to person, getting little treats and walking to the next person. We helped alittle, but it was all him mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvMxWsPEKDI/AAAAAAAABH4/zic4lvLTnoE/s1600-h/ryder+at+halloween+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400714644048586802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvMxWsPEKDI/AAAAAAAABH4/zic4lvLTnoE/s320/ryder+at+halloween+2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he is before we left...this photo will be in his yearbook someday....next to his senior prom photo of him in a tux. He did very well for a 11 month old toddler in a bear suit on a warm night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvMxWqeJ2NI/AAAAAAAABHw/TIb4M4_hVRM/s1600-h/ryder+the+teddybear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400714643575003346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvMxWqeJ2NI/AAAAAAAABHw/TIb4M4_hVRM/s320/ryder+the+teddybear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe he thought we were going bowling...he kept trying to roll this pumpkin for a strike...or was he planing to smash it on someone's sidewalk...hard to tell at this age. We had fun, he had fun, it was a win, win situation. Can't wait til next year...when both grandkids go together at Pawpaw's and Nana's house. Life as a Pawpaw is very rewarding when you see how much your grandkids are growing. Ryder is walking and Maddy is looking all around, noticing stuff and soon she be crawling arond chasing me...and I love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope your Halloween was a fun one too. I look forward to the coming holidays...grandkids make these times seem even more special. And with all the troubles in this world, alittle happiness goes a long way. Thanks for stopping by and please leave a comment, or link on to follow my blog. I enjoy hearing from people, and love to share stories. My email is &lt;a href="mailto:ryderspawpaw@gmail.com"&gt;ryderspawpaw@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="mailto:maddyspawpaw@gmail.com"&gt;maddyspawpaw@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; and will answer all emails, questions, or suggestions.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-4959761902923374638?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4959761902923374638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-weekend-fun-for-pawpaw-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4959761902923374638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4959761902923374638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-weekend-fun-for-pawpaw-and.html' title='Halloween Weekend Fun for Pawpaw and Nana'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SvMxsfQJN5I/AAAAAAAABII/UjzNvzQKGSY/s72-c/maddy+small+for+blogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-7970047371908658303</id><published>2009-11-02T08:40:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T06:40:20.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas has come early on "Waterside Yorkies"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Su7ink-y6cI/AAAAAAAABGo/4BqjDXbFK84/s1600-h/K-9+cuisine.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 77px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399502172833638850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Su7ink-y6cI/AAAAAAAABGo/4BqjDXbFK84/s320/K-9+cuisine.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted you to know we found a new website for dog food and will be trying a wide variety of products from K-9 Cuisine on our Yorkie blog " Waterside Yorkies". We will be blogging about each product as we sample them and will give you a dogs view and a owners view. The dogs and I look forward to trying these products and hope you will take the time to visit their website &lt;a href="http://www.k9cuisine.com"&gt;K-9 Cuisine - Premium Dog Food"&lt;/a&gt; and see the many products that they carry. We were impressed with their low costs and free shipping with orders over $50. Please check us out on  "Waterside Yorkies" and thanks for stopping by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-7970047371908658303?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7970047371908658303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/testing-of-dog-products-on-waterside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7970047371908658303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7970047371908658303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/11/testing-of-dog-products-on-waterside.html' title='Christmas has come early on &quot;Waterside Yorkies&quot;'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Su7ink-y6cI/AAAAAAAABGo/4BqjDXbFK84/s72-c/K-9+cuisine.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-4736582880911869228</id><published>2009-10-26T15:46:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T17:14:16.052-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mighty Lizardfish...it's not a Halloween prank..it's real...it happened...the story.</title><content type='html'>Two people, who love one another, quietly fishing off a floating dock on an Inlet waterway...a calm is in the air...until it surfaced....what was it, what is it, where did it come from and what did it want.....????&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397001413811600866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuYAMPqFfeI/AAAAAAAABGQ/QNWeOAgd7vU/s320/SDC10674.JPG" /&gt;My son and future daughter-in-law were just enjoying a quiet time of fishing...they were catching some little fish and throwing them back to catch another day...then it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX_r_govNI/AAAAAAAABGI/sfZBPvMQi2w/s1600-h/SDC10679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397000859721186514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX_r_govNI/AAAAAAAABGI/sfZBPvMQi2w/s320/SDC10679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When she caught it she just thought it was just another fish...just a quiet little fish...little did she know what she had caught...what was hanging off her fishing pole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX_ruJWTgI/AAAAAAAABGA/zIgZYA5jCTU/s1600-h/SDC10676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397000855060106754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX_ruJWTgI/AAAAAAAABGA/zIgZYA5jCTU/s320/SDC10676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After wrestling it to the dock...I held so we all could see it up close..little did I know what I was holding...what it could do to me in a moments notice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX_rdd0D2I/AAAAAAAABF4/kihn1UADzWQ/s1600-h/SDC10678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397000850582540130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX_rdd0D2I/AAAAAAAABF4/kihn1UADzWQ/s320/SDC10678.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I wrestled it to keep it from taking us all...I managed to put a massive hold on it and held on tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX9uSzfVcI/AAAAAAAABFw/NQF9NZ9bdfE/s1600-h/lizardf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396998700237018562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX9uSzfVcI/AAAAAAAABFw/NQF9NZ9bdfE/s320/lizardf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a Inshore Lizardfish...a bottom feeder..who is part of the Synodontidae family of fish. A large mouth snake headed fish that bottom feeds on other fish, shrimp and fishermen..well at least the first two for sure. It fought like a barracuda and a shark combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX9ciLe1hI/AAAAAAAABFo/xrszRsqoSWw/s1600-h/141012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396998395126535698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX9ciLe1hI/AAAAAAAABFo/xrszRsqoSWw/s320/141012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lizardfish are elongated with round bodies and scaly heads and mouths full of little teeth.&lt;br /&gt;These carnivorous snake headed fish grow up to 50 centimetres long in length...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX9cX1zGMI/AAAAAAAABFg/QbrbvL_M_Z4/s1600-h/210028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396998392351234242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX9cX1zGMI/AAAAAAAABFg/QbrbvL_M_Z4/s320/210028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's almost 20 inches of mean fish ....look at him....now you know the fight I had on that dock...the battle to save my family at any expense...even if I lost a finger...I had to keep that Lizardfish from hurting anyone.&lt;br /&gt;So I wrestled that fish for over a hour...well maybe more like a minute...but it seemed longer I know it did....but after the battle was over I let it go...to go back to the bottom of the inlet and stay away where he belonged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX9Obilq8I/AAAAAAAABFY/bfQtXVlmodI/s1600-h/535651927_98e4fc7c51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396998152826235842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuX9Obilq8I/AAAAAAAABFY/bfQtXVlmodI/s320/535651927_98e4fc7c51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting to pounce on its prey..and rule the bottom of the Inlets floor...and maybe he will remember how close he came to being mounted on our wall at the beach house...a trophy for the battle my daughter-in-law won while fishing for her first time in the wild waters of the Atlantic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look out fish...she caught the fishing fever...she will be coming for you again...and she will win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/747833163473986610-4736582880911869228?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4736582880911869228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/10/inland-lizardfishits-not-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4736582880911869228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4736582880911869228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/10/inland-lizardfishits-not-halloween.html' title='The Mighty Lizardfish...it&apos;s not a Halloween prank..it&apos;s real...it happened...the story.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SuYAMPqFfeI/AAAAAAAABGQ/QNWeOAgd7vU/s72-c/SDC10674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-4718946493895736043</id><published>2009-10-16T08:41:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:47:43.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Matt...wow...22 years old and a new father too.</title><content type='html'>Wow...Matt's turning 22 years old this weekend...where did that little boy go....where did the time go too. He has had a great year so far..he's gotten engaged to Jordan, who we all love so much.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393188050406932482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sthz9R9jAAI/AAAAAAAABDw/_ObtloJIi7Y/s320/matt+and+jordan.JPG" /&gt;And he was blessed, as we were too, with the birth of his daughter...Madelyn Audrey Harrington. She came into our lives on August 24th and has changed all of us too.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SthvMrfAIlI/AAAAAAAABDo/_w7rB-F3sBo/s1600-h/SDC10640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393182817398039122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SthvMrfAIlI/AAAAAAAABDo/_w7rB-F3sBo/s320/SDC10640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt made me a Pawpaw to my first granddaughter...and she will have her Pawpaw wrapped around her pinkie all her life...I just know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SthvMMefwSI/AAAAAAAABDg/o0YIxGsioKo/s1600-h/SDC10481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393182809074417954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SthvMMefwSI/AAAAAAAABDg/o0YIxGsioKo/s320/SDC10481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I see my mom in Maddy's eyes and on her face...I know this is really special to Matt, who loved his Meemaw with all his heart. Maddy is a gift from God that Matt will have all his life, something that no one else could give him.&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Jordan have had a very good 2009 so far and have nothing but great things ahead. God will provide for them, love them and guide them through life's path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SthrdpJ9sDI/AAAAAAAABDY/qh6nGgEnvZ4/s1600-h/3+generations+of+harrington%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393178710784192562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SthrdpJ9sDI/AAAAAAAABDY/qh6nGgEnvZ4/s320/3+generations+of+harrington%27s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures...3 generations of our family...I know my mom and dad are looking down from heaven and smiling, so proud of Matt and how he has grown this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SthrdewV3sI/AAAAAAAABDQ/g3nbcXbIpqI/s1600-h/0c6b15129db22db2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393178707992370882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SthrdewV3sI/AAAAAAAABDQ/g3nbcXbIpqI/s320/0c6b15129db22db2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend he is going to a concert that God has led him to. With the Lords help Matt will continue to grow and be the father that Maddy needs and the husband that Jordan needs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SthrdBeKAdI/AAAAAAAABDI/yOfZhgkzbak/s1600-h/51Y3JoRZ%2BkL__SL160_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393178700131467730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SthrdBeKAdI/AAAAAAAABDI/yOfZhgkzbak/s320/51Y3JoRZ%2BkL__SL160_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's going to the Casting Crowns concert at a nearby arena. He has grown into the man that I knew he could be, and would be. I am so proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sthrcsdc6sI/AAAAAAAABDA/h5-ZUPrbbk0/s1600-h/4f458e058bfa819a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393178694491368130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sthrcsdc6sI/AAAAAAAABDA/h5-ZUPrbbk0/s320/4f458e058bfa819a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lifesong by Casting Crowns is a fitting song, Matt has a whole life ahead of  him still. One that only he and God can make happen, one that I know will be full of good times, happy times and full of love. You are taking great steps into becoming the dad that Maddy needs and the husband that Jordan deserves.&lt;br /&gt;Elsie and I love you son, keep stepping into the footsteps of the Lord and you won't ever falldown again. Enjoy your birthday, your weekend and remember that with the Lord watching over you and your family around you, you can be, do and conquer anything. Happy Birthday Matt...I love you with all my heart...now go change Maddy, and hug Jordan for me...Dad..aka Pawpaw.&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-4718946493895736043?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4718946493895736043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-mattwow22-years-old-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4718946493895736043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4718946493895736043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-mattwow22-years-old-and.html' title='Happy Birthday Matt...wow...22 years old and a new father too.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sthz9R9jAAI/AAAAAAAABDw/_ObtloJIi7Y/s72-c/matt+and+jordan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-3142205737370217182</id><published>2009-10-08T08:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:16:18.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is The Economy Still Bad or What?</title><content type='html'>The economy must still be bad, let me tell you what happened over the past weekend. Nana and I were out doing errands, and decided to grab us a bite of food. We were near a favorite place called "Shake and Steak" and decided to stop there. We had gone there before with our kids and grandson, and really enjoyed it.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bro464cI/AAAAAAAABC4/lovR6DKBNxA/s1600-h/franchise_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390205871789367746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bro464cI/AAAAAAAABC4/lovR6DKBNxA/s320/franchise_top.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nana is a lover of breakfast food, she'll make it for our dinner sometimes. We had wondered how their breakfast meals were, so she ordered herself one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bWW2z5zI/AAAAAAAABCw/ZdiEUkQXDrs/s1600-h/c1b4f8c9fcf9cc54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 107px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390205506171430706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bWW2z5zI/AAAAAAAABCw/ZdiEUkQXDrs/s320/c1b4f8c9fcf9cc54.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now Pawpaw is a burger man, the bigger the better, so I ordered a nice size one with all the trimmings...and fries on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bWLPG9WI/AAAAAAAABCo/5oJvh_dmh2c/s1600-h/5b83c79a071ed7d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390205503052117346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bWLPG9WI/AAAAAAAABCo/5oJvh_dmh2c/s320/5b83c79a071ed7d0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We enjoyed our meals and went to go pay for them. A great place to eat and reasonable on the wallet too. I never carry change, I put it all in my piggy bank each day...I think I'm saving for my trip to Hawaii, but with the economy, more like saving for our next meal.&lt;br /&gt;I got my change and looked at the penny the manager had given me...it looked strange in color and appearance. To my surprise it was a 1900 Indian Head penny, in very good condition considering it is over a hundred years old and had been handled as change.&lt;br /&gt;I looked it up online and it is worth $10,000 .......no just kidding...it's worth about $6.00. Had you going for a minute didn't I? You know someone dug down deep into a drawer or emptied that old jar to get this coin back into circulation. Or did a grandpa somewhere have to cash in his old coin collection to pay a bill, get a meal or go to the doctor...hard to say, sad to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bVj57W5I/AAAAAAAABCg/z91pXBlpilI/s1600-h/coin1900indianf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390205492494293906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bVj57W5I/AAAAAAAABCg/z91pXBlpilI/s320/coin1900indianf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I am sure glad Nana didn't get my treasure find and buy a gumball with it on the way out...good thing my grandkids weren't with me too. I'm sure I would have just given it to them and not even looked at it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bVRmAwFI/AAAAAAAABCY/7PjZgmMIKAA/s1600-h/1e62020ca57384f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390205487578923090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bVRmAwFI/AAAAAAAABCY/7PjZgmMIKAA/s320/1e62020ca57384f4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not rich, but it is a cool story to tell people and a sign that the ecomony still needs a little more fine tuning to get back to where we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bU6neY_I/AAAAAAAABCQ/7ZbIG9n_zng/s1600-h/25285c77beb50982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390205481411044338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bU6neY_I/AAAAAAAABCQ/7ZbIG9n_zng/s320/25285c77beb50982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So my wisdom to you today is...check your change...see if you too can find a diamond in the rough. I did, and with the $6.00 value on a penny investment, I made better money then the stock market, the real lottery and Las Vegas...rich....no...not really. But I do have a great story to tell. So go out and spend a little money this weekend.. to help the economy and to see if you strike it gold in the penny lottery. And if you do...tell me about it...ok?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-3142205737370217182?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3142205737370217182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_2959.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3142205737370217182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3142205737370217182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_2959.html' title='Is The Economy Still Bad or What?'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Ss3bro464cI/AAAAAAAABC4/lovR6DKBNxA/s72-c/franchise_top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-2513391563812384856</id><published>2009-09-23T17:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:21:15.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddy comes to visit...our first overnight with our granddaughter</title><content type='html'>Well, we had a visitor on Friday night...our granddaughter came to visit and spend the night. Her parents went to Virginia for a historical celebration, and they asked us to keep her Friday night.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrqX1EV560I/AAAAAAAABAI/eWPD2qrMnFM/s1600-h/SDC10468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384783242429328194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrqX1EV560I/AAAAAAAABAI/eWPD2qrMnFM/s320/SDC10468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She came in waving and as beautiful as always. Barely over a month old and she can wave...unbelievable. I see my mom in her...I miss her everyday, just as Matt does. His Memaw would have loved Maddy with all her heart. We both will tell Maddy stories of how Memaw and Matt shared the time they had together before she passed away from cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrqX0usDfcI/AAAAAAAABAA/ZfPZGn3PwSE/s1600-h/SDC10472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384783236616650178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrqX0usDfcI/AAAAAAAABAA/ZfPZGn3PwSE/s320/SDC10472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can a sleeper say anymore...."CUTIE" indeed. She did well for her first overnight visit..we got up a few times overnight...but then again...we got to play with her while rocking her back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrqX0fTZVHI/AAAAAAAAA_4/BhTk50BGfG0/s1600-h/SDC10475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384783232486691954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrqX0fTZVHI/AAAAAAAAA_4/BhTk50BGfG0/s320/SDC10475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday we took her over to Matt's mom's house so she could spend Saturday night with her and her husband...Grammy and Mike (we'll call him Gramps until he names himself). Maddy's parents would be back Sunday to pick her up. We don't mind sharing her...we love her and don't mind sharing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday we went over to visit our daughter and husband ...and got to see Ryder walking like a champ. He's ten months old and is making big strides in his shoes. Soon he'll be running and we will be chasing him...great fun for all...well fun for him at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrqXz6s4OZI/AAAAAAAAA_w/1B9jsvmsFQM/s1600-h/SDC10448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384783222661462418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrqXz6s4OZI/AAAAAAAAA_w/1B9jsvmsFQM/s320/SDC10448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We enjoy visiting with them and even watched some football with Scot. Football and my grandson...a win, win day. Now if I could do something for the Panthers...they could use some help...maybe a miracle or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrqXzYtg3HI/AAAAAAAAA_o/Gun2rmceQ3c/s1600-h/SDC10447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384783213537320050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrqXzYtg3HI/AAAAAAAAA_o/Gun2rmceQ3c/s320/SDC10447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we had a great weekend...we got to see both of our grandkids. And even got to have Maddy spend the night with us. We are very lucky grandparents who get to see their grandkids often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we still act like we haven't seen them in months, because they grow up so fast. Ryder will be a year old in November, seems like he was just born yesterday, well maybe the day before that one. He has grown up so much this first year...it's amazing to look at old pictures and remember how little he was and how big he is today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, Maddy and Ryder will be able to play with each other, chase each other and spend the night together at Pawpaw and Nana's..we really look forward to that time ahead of us, while enjoying the time we have now with them each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pawpaw's wisdom for today is call your grandkids...email them...send them a card...kept that wonderful bond strong and up to date. Because before you know it..they will be grown and on with their lives..limiting their time with us grandparents. Thanks for stopping by and please come back and visit.&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/747833163473986610-2513391563812384856?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2513391563812384856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/09/maddy-comes-to-visitour-first-overnight.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2513391563812384856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2513391563812384856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/09/maddy-comes-to-visitour-first-overnight.html' title='Maddy comes to visit...our first overnight with our granddaughter'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrqX1EV560I/AAAAAAAABAI/eWPD2qrMnFM/s72-c/SDC10468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-3540889691529183182</id><published>2009-09-17T07:33:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:40:57.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Never Alone"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrJpp4-SDuI/AAAAAAAAA_I/vhCO9Mc7NoE/s1600-h/a9afb0f42045d868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 54px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382480673050332898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrJpp4-SDuI/AAAAAAAAA_I/vhCO9Mc7NoE/s320/a9afb0f42045d868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a twitt to share...it's from Reba McEntire's sisters Twitter page...on it is a beautiful song called "Never Alone". I didn't how that she sang so beautiful...click on the link and hit the button to hear the song...... &lt;a href="http://ilike.com/s/8L2CH"&gt;http://iLike.com/s/8L2CH&lt;/a&gt; and when your done pass it on to your love ones or anyone who needs a litte bit of hope and love. I found another version of the song and added it to my song list for my blog...please still check out Susie's.&lt;br /&gt;Please keep my daughter in your thoughts and prayers...she had surgery and could use a extra prayer for her recovery.&lt;br /&gt;We are going to keep our granddaughter this weekend for the first time.....fun for us. She'll be a month old next week.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted everyone to hear this song and feel the energy, the love and the hope that it gives.&lt;br /&gt;Pawpaw's wisdom for the week...let someone you haven't talk to in awhile know that they were in your thoughts...or just tell someone in your life who feels low or blue that they aren't fighting the battles of life alone..that you love them and will add them to your prayers. We all can use some extra prayers...I know I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, please remember to vote for my dogs in the contest I entered them in...just log on the two pics on the left..thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-3540889691529183182?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3540889691529183182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/09/pawpaws-week-so-far.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3540889691529183182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3540889691529183182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/09/pawpaws-week-so-far.html' title='&quot;Never Alone&quot;'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SrJpp4-SDuI/AAAAAAAAA_I/vhCO9Mc7NoE/s72-c/a9afb0f42045d868.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-7727367219214389193</id><published>2009-09-12T19:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:55:01.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddy Update...little girl is doing great</title><content type='html'>Well it's been about 25 days since the miracle of life began for Maddy. She's gaining a little weight according to her daddy. We look forward to seeing her real soon.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SqwpXX42QEI/AAAAAAAAA-w/aaAlS-9O-Ts/s1600-h/life+begins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380721136327082050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SqwpXX42QEI/AAAAAAAAA-w/aaAlS-9O-Ts/s320/life+begins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is growing into the beautiful child that I will tell you about for hours if you ask me how she's doing. Just a warning for those who haven't asked yet...I'm a proud Pawpaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SqwpWxNLftI/AAAAAAAAA-o/njl2u4g0nes/s1600-h/SDC10341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380721125943377618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SqwpWxNLftI/AAAAAAAAA-o/njl2u4g0nes/s320/SDC10341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't wait to see her again real soon...funny as soon as she leaves we want to see her again real soon. We love her and her parents, and enjoy being with them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Maddy's doing great, and we checked on Ryder and he's going strong. Walking up and down the hallway at his house. Wow...soon the two grandkids will be chasing each other around the house. But that's not for awhile...thank goodness, we can enjoy them while they are still little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will post more pictures soon...hope to see ya again..and thanks for stopping by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, please vote for my 2 dogs I have entered into a photo contest...if I win...I will shave my head...well my mustache at least...Maddy's Pawpaw ain't that crazy...vote and see for yourself...I will post pictures of that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-7727367219214389193?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7727367219214389193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/09/maddy-updatelittle-girl-is-doing-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7727367219214389193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7727367219214389193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/09/maddy-updatelittle-girl-is-doing-great.html' title='Maddy Update...little girl is doing great'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SqwpXX42QEI/AAAAAAAAA-w/aaAlS-9O-Ts/s72-c/life+begins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-1365187357584046670</id><published>2009-08-30T17:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:08:21.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIET...THE BABY'S SLEEPING...</title><content type='html'>Please be quiet as you type....Maddy's asleep....check back later....Nana and Pawpaw are going to post a new blog entry soon.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SprpqY-6lAI/AAAAAAAAA-I/ToaQ04a3dfM/s1600-h/maddy+small+for+blogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375866019690222594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SprpqY-6lAI/AAAAAAAAA-I/ToaQ04a3dfM/s320/maddy+small+for+blogs.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/747833163473986610-1365187357584046670?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1365187357584046670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/quietthe-babys-sleeping.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1365187357584046670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1365187357584046670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/quietthe-babys-sleeping.html' title='QUIET...THE BABY&apos;S SLEEPING...'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SprpqY-6lAI/AAAAAAAAA-I/ToaQ04a3dfM/s72-c/maddy+small+for+blogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-2225339406372564169</id><published>2009-08-24T14:30:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:02:51.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, she's here...Madelyn Audrey has arrived</title><content type='html'>Madelyn Audrey has arrived...born a little after 12 noon, she came into our lives...nothing will ever be the same again. Our youngest son is now a father...his jaw is probably sore from smiling.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SpM04DJycWI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Z53nOQN2OgA/s1600-h/SDC10343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373696917906813282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SpM04DJycWI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Z53nOQN2OgA/s320/SDC10343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jordan did a excellent job...Maddy is perfect...and quiet as a churchmouse. Jordan checked in on Sunday night and delivered almost 12 hours later. She looked beautiful with her mommy glow about her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SpM03qX3lVI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/iCu-_qPwOng/s1600-h/SDC10341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373696911254984018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SpM03qX3lVI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/iCu-_qPwOng/s320/SDC10341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course Pawpaw had to take his granddaughter for a little one-on-one time. She seemed light as a feather and she's 7 pounds and 4 ounces. And did you notice that head of hair...she's ready for a hair appointment already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SpM0I77FNrI/AAAAAAAAA9I/wGX1VSnqcHc/s1600-h/SDC10336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373696108512229042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SpM0I77FNrI/AAAAAAAAA9I/wGX1VSnqcHc/s320/SDC10336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana enjoyed holding her first granddaughter. We now have a perfect set of grandkids...a handsome boy, Ryder and a beautiful girl, Madelyn. She will enjoy her summer breaks for sure, the kids will come to Nana's and Pawpaws for fun, love, food and more fun. Nana can't wait to teach Maddy the secret cookie recipe...one her daddy loves, and Pawpaw does too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SpM0IU03AvI/AAAAAAAAA9A/APEFgnsWpVQ/s1600-h/SDC10340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373696098017149682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SpM0IU03AvI/AAAAAAAAA9A/APEFgnsWpVQ/s320/SDC10340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three generations, in a wide assortment of sizes...Maddy's the little bundle in her daddy's arms. It was great to see how Matt has assumed the role of daddy. He and Jordan will be great parents, they have one great reason...Maddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SpM0IDCRqNI/AAAAAAAAA84/BO7kwPdBK6U/s1600-h/SDC10344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373696093241583826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SpM0IDCRqNI/AAAAAAAAA84/BO7kwPdBK6U/s320/SDC10344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stay small, little bundle of joy, let us enjoy each and every second we spend with you. We will really enjoy the holidays...something about children and holidays makes the world seem happier. I will post again soon....now I have to go look at my granddaughters pictures some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/747833163473986610-2225339406372564169?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2225339406372564169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-shes-heremadelyn-audrey-has.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2225339406372564169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2225339406372564169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-shes-heremadelyn-audrey-has.html' title='Well, she&apos;s here...Madelyn Audrey has arrived'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SpM04DJycWI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Z53nOQN2OgA/s72-c/SDC10343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-6676489780768287268</id><published>2009-08-22T10:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:50:30.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's that Stork? It's Babytime in the Carolina's.</title><content type='html'>Well...it's getting closer to "babytime"...no word yet...but it will be soon. Soon Matt and Jordan's little Pooh bear will be kicking and screaming...letting the world know she's here. Jordan should be in dilatation, her body getting ready for the baby to make her appearance.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/So_92LF_1dI/AAAAAAAAA8g/FY9r6c2bK5w/s1600-h/baby+pooh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 93px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372791987608999378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/So_92LF_1dI/AAAAAAAAA8g/FY9r6c2bK5w/s320/baby+pooh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hardest part of having a baby is the waiting....when will it happen...while your in traffic, late at night, while your out eating...you never know. But she's worth the waiting. She will add sparkle to this troubled world we live in. We all can use a little Madelyn sparkle in our lives.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/So_919BHxiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Uhs2ixzQxzQ/s1600-h/baby+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372791983830451746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/So_919BHxiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Uhs2ixzQxzQ/s320/baby+girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we wait...looking up into the sky for that darn stork...come on bird...do your thing....let's get this baby delivered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jordan and Matt will be great parents, they will learn as they go, like all parents. First lesson will be patience...like waiting for that stork!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/So_91RD2wII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/GjuHqPa1lb0/s1600-h/stork.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372791972030759042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/So_91RD2wII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/GjuHqPa1lb0/s320/stork.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have lots of family that loves them all and will help in whatever way they can...we will let you know as soon as possible that the baby is coming...and if you see a stork with a little pink bundle flying over ya...tell him to hurry up and get to the hospital...Jordan and Matt are waiting for their Pooh bear, their little bundle of love....Madelyn.&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/747833163473986610-6676489780768287268?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6676489780768287268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/wheres-that-stork-its-babytime-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/6676489780768287268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/6676489780768287268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/wheres-that-stork-its-babytime-in.html' title='Where&apos;s that Stork? It&apos;s Babytime in the Carolina&apos;s.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/So_92LF_1dI/AAAAAAAAA8g/FY9r6c2bK5w/s72-c/baby+pooh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-6756991851776534111</id><published>2009-08-10T20:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:38:01.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for the call....</title><content type='html'>Jordan's due date is getting closer...soon my son will become a dad. He will understand what it's like to be a father, a daddy, a pop. He will smile a lot, cry a lot and smile some more. He and Jordan will be parents to my first granddaughter.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SoC6XMDY5lI/AAAAAAAAA7o/GVLeqB1H1TA/s1600-h/thumb_Active_Seniors_3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368495663360829010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SoC6XMDY5lI/AAAAAAAAA7o/GVLeqB1H1TA/s320/thumb_Active_Seniors_3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana and I are sitting here at the house and waiting for the call..hopefully someone will call. It might not be Matt, he might be too busy smiling, but someone will hopefully call us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SoC6Ge0pJ5I/AAAAAAAAA7g/I3N6t8lfxhw/s1600-h/matt+at+pooh+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368495376341477266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SoC6Ge0pJ5I/AAAAAAAAA7g/I3N6t8lfxhw/s320/matt+at+pooh+party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's mom has had a couple of baby showers for them. She's really done a great job getting them organized and planing for a baby. They seemed to have gotten a lot of great stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SoC6GBsKlwI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/X7yt-DOeMIM/s1600-h/jordan,+matt+in+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368495368521291522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SoC6GBsKlwI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/X7yt-DOeMIM/s320/jordan,+matt+in+hat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jordan looks beautiful with her baby poof..her little baby belly. They got a bunch of Pooh stuff it looks like...that's their theme for the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SoC6FoYphEI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/QLw6V40G4jY/s1600-h/blanket+pooh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368495361728545858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SoC6FoYphEI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/QLw6V40G4jY/s320/blanket+pooh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It will be fun to watch Matt and Jordan become parents. To watch them feed and change their daughter. And it will be fun to watch Matt and see how he decides how to handle boys when they come to the door in her teen years. The shoe will be on the other foot..so to speak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well no baby yet...almost 2 weeks til Jordan's due date...I'll keep everyone posted, until then Nane and I will sit on the porch and look into the sky and wait for the call....&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-6756991851776534111?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6756991851776534111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/waiting-for-call.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/6756991851776534111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/6756991851776534111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/waiting-for-call.html' title='Waiting for the call....'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SoC6XMDY5lI/AAAAAAAAA7o/GVLeqB1H1TA/s72-c/thumb_Active_Seniors_3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-9057200417542431627</id><published>2009-07-24T00:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:04:38.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Come On Stork...Hurry Up...We're Waiting!!!</title><content type='html'>The waiting time is getting shorter for "Baby H". She's due on August 26th I believe and I can't wait. She will be my second grandchild, but the first granddaughter. She looks like a dollhouse kinda girl doesn't she. She does to me, I look forward to playing tea party and Barbie's, whatever she wants.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk1LtNoblI/AAAAAAAAA6o/1MG4xlsnTwM/s1600-h/baby+H.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361875306592890450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk1LtNoblI/AAAAAAAAA6o/1MG4xlsnTwM/s320/baby+H.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt and Jordan will soon be parents, a job that lasts a lifetime and fills your heart with joy. They will be great parents, I only wish that my parents were still alive to enjoy the days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk1BMWAp0I/AAAAAAAAA6g/MDwNnIrX_B0/s1600-h/matt+and+jordan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361875125970970434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk1BMWAp0I/AAAAAAAAA6g/MDwNnIrX_B0/s320/matt+and+jordan.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom would have loved to hold Maddy, rock her, sing to her and tell her stories. Maybe the one about the spookyhouse from The Andy Griffith Show, that was Matt's favorite. Mom must have read that to him a thousand times. I have the copy of the storyline she wrote out so she wouldn't forget a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 66px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361875114360606866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk1AhF4kJI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/m96IxNbRd8o/s320/stork-girlth.gif" /&gt;But that's what Grandparents do, spoil thier grandkids, showoff their grandkids, and love their grandkids. I look forward to Maddy's birth, and the enjoyment of her smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk1AZghajI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/idbWxSd2Gso/s1600-h/basket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361875112324852274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk1AZghajI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/idbWxSd2Gso/s320/basket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jordan's shower is this weekend that Matt's Mom and Aunt Pam are having for them. They will have a great time and hopefully they will receive some of the baby items they need. Elsie and I hope to have another shower for them at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk1AOKrATI/AAAAAAAAA6I/0FC_5uNncUg/s1600-h/bare-feet.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361875109280416050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk1AOKrATI/AAAAAAAAA6I/0FC_5uNncUg/s320/bare-feet.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Soon a little bundle of love will be born. She will be born into a world that I wish was better for her, but maybe she will have the answers to the future of this world. Times have changed so much since Matt was a baby, now he's having one himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk0_yHJ2gI/AAAAAAAAA6A/1in1EFCBg1o/s1600-h/File0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361875101749467650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk0_yHJ2gI/AAAAAAAAA6A/1in1EFCBg1o/s320/File0444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I refinished this bookshelf for Maddy's room, I hope to be able to pick a Pooh book off it someday and read her a story. The next month will soon be here and Mady's birth will follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We look forward to holding her, loving her and spoiling her...that's the job of a Pawpaw.&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-9057200417542431627?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/9057200417542431627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/07/come-on-storkhurry-upwere-waiting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/9057200417542431627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/9057200417542431627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/07/come-on-storkhurry-upwere-waiting.html' title='Come On Stork...Hurry Up...We&apos;re Waiting!!!'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Smk1LtNoblI/AAAAAAAAA6o/1MG4xlsnTwM/s72-c/baby+H.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-2004110692292008933</id><published>2009-07-19T11:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:09:38.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend of Ryder and Puppies, What Could Be Better</title><content type='html'>Look who came to spend some time with Nana and Pawpaw. It's "Sir Talkalot", Ryder. We really enjoyed having him spend Saturday night with us. We watched him and Tucker while the kids went out of town. A win, win situation for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SmM_Geb8UMI/AAAAAAAAA5c/7DvcP9Fs38Q/s1600-h/SDC10127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360197361983049922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SmM_Geb8UMI/AAAAAAAAA5c/7DvcP9Fs38Q/s320/SDC10127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pawpaw and Ryder got to bond with the help of Shiloh. Yorkies, puppies and your grandchild, what else could be better. I still enjoy seeing that smile he gets when he see's me...precious.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360197358090496050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SmM_GP74qDI/AAAAAAAAA5U/Kc0c3FfcbQI/s320/SDC10153.JPG" /&gt; Nana enjoyed watching as Ryder took little steps from one spot to the next. If he isn't crawling at 100 miles a hour, he's up and trying to walk. Big steps for a little man. Soon Nana and Pawpaw will be chasing a little wild man all over the house. Take your time Ryder, Nana and Pawpaw aren't the kids we think we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SmM9llLdRiI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Bg8yeaOxlaQ/s1600-h/SDC10162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360195697345644066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SmM9llLdRiI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Bg8yeaOxlaQ/s320/SDC10162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up and down, back and forth, he was moving all the time. So alert, and always grabbing stuff, a toy, a dog, a teether, a dog, another toy, and another dog. The Yorkies are on "Baby Alert" when Ryder comes to stay, his little hands grab things quickly, and the Yorkies have learned to step aside and survive, smart dogs aren't they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SmM86z9qu7I/AAAAAAAAA5E/KM6sdfoCzgo/s1600-h/SDC10131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360194962579962802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SmM86z9qu7I/AAAAAAAAA5E/KM6sdfoCzgo/s320/SDC10131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So now Ryder has been picked up his parents, and Tucker has gone too. We miss them already, but know we will see them soon. Tucker was glad to leave the puppies, he never has liked little puppies. He use to hate seeing Tinkerbell coming at him, now they play like old friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryder is coming into the age of talking, walking and learning. His bright little eyes see everything...especially Kellie Pickler. When her videos come on, he sits mystified. Looking, staring, who is that girl and why is she so pretty. Maybe he'll like country music and is just getting a early start. Nay, he's just looking at a pretty girl and wishing he was older. Slow down Ryder, girls and dating are a long way ahead of you. There will be lots of time for that later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we had a great weekend. Time to go check on Nana and the puppies. Thanks for stopping by, and remember to stop and enjoy life and not rush things. Savor the many things in life that make you smile, and never stop smiling once you start. It makes the world a better place to live in.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-2004110692292008933?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2004110692292008933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-of-grandchild-and-puppies-what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2004110692292008933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2004110692292008933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-of-grandchild-and-puppies-what.html' title='Weekend of Ryder and Puppies, What Could Be Better'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SmM_Geb8UMI/AAAAAAAAA5c/7DvcP9Fs38Q/s72-c/SDC10127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-5543607441210683967</id><published>2009-07-07T01:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:47:05.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th Celebration 2009</title><content type='html'>Well we made it...9 dogs, 2 adults and a 5 hour drive....but it was worth every second...we enjoyed the 4th  with family and watched fireworks for the first time with our grandson. He seemed to enjoy the whole experience but some of the bangs got him alittle.&lt;br /&gt;This was Ryder's first real experience of the beach...he entered the water with a very serious look on his face. I think the giant bathtub scared him alittle at first, but he soon warmed up to the new adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SlLdNZMuzdI/AAAAAAAAA2k/jTCIENMRy3U/s1600-h/File0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355586129069264338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SlLdNZMuzdI/AAAAAAAAA2k/jTCIENMRy3U/s320/File0507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scot lifts the little man to the ocean god's who will protect him whenever he enters the seas...something that will happen alot in his young life. He took to the ocean like a fish...soon he will be surfing with his daddy.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SlLdNBAUr8I/AAAAAAAAA2c/_W3QgU7hlc8/s1600-h/File0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355586122574770114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SlLdNBAUr8I/AAAAAAAAA2c/_W3QgU7hlc8/s320/File0516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now remember to take this hat off when the chicks show up...ok? Come on...your killing me mommy..a boy's gotta look good for the ladies. And a chin strap ain't cool. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SlLdMZLUxSI/AAAAAAAAA2U/WCa3Ju-Zbpo/s1600-h/File0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355586111883494690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SlLdMZLUxSI/AAAAAAAAA2U/WCa3Ju-Zbpo/s320/File0515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A boy, a ocean, a new adventure in life....what a wonderful way to spend a 4th of July. I really enjoyed watching my grandson's first real day at the beach. His parents were so happy to be able to bring Ryder to the beach and share his day with Pawpaw and Nana. Not even 8 months old yet and he's ready to become a surfer dude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone had a great 4th...Nana and Pawpaw did...and we made the trip with 4 adult dogs, 5 puppies and a Honda full of stuff....traffic was heavy and the weather was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I got back, my garden was still going strong...a good weekend indeed.&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/747833163473986610-5543607441210683967?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5543607441210683967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-4th-celebration-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5543607441210683967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5543607441210683967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-4th-celebration-2009.html' title='July 4th Celebration 2009'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SlLdNZMuzdI/AAAAAAAAA2k/jTCIENMRy3U/s72-c/File0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-8743626805577808720</id><published>2009-07-02T18:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:00:52.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July to All</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone has a great 4th of July....be safe and use sunblock.... and see ya soon...Pawpaw&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sk07noaQueI/AAAAAAAAA2M/SsjdMfhSGYE/s1600-h/happy+4th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354001084061891042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sk07noaQueI/AAAAAAAAA2M/SsjdMfhSGYE/s320/happy+4th.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/747833163473986610-8743626805577808720?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8743626805577808720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8743626805577808720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8743626805577808720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july-to.html' title='Happy 4th of July to All'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sk07noaQueI/AAAAAAAAA2M/SsjdMfhSGYE/s72-c/happy+4th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-4396690328950617303</id><published>2009-07-01T13:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:04:48.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppydogs, Ryder and the kids at the pool..I am a blessed Pawpaw</title><content type='html'>Well I guess it's time to close my Father's Day blog entry...been on long enough for a tribute to the father's in my life.&lt;br /&gt;We had a funfilled weekend, of course there was the puppies. Below is Tinkerbell and her half-sister, Haley, being entertained by Nana. Tinkerbell loves her brothers and sister, they play together all the time.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SkurcrIhe2I/AAAAAAAAA1s/wGN-Y7us2tg/s1600-h/100_3059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353561091163126626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SkurcrIhe2I/AAAAAAAAA1s/wGN-Y7us2tg/s320/100_3059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We finished the Pooh bookcase we did for Matt and Jordan. Took some time, but I think it turned out alright. They will have fun filling it with books and toys for Madelyn, who's due next month. She will be our first granddaughter and together with Ryder will fill our lives with joy.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SkurcBWnmYI/AAAAAAAAA1k/bN3hSExGVUY/s1600-h/100_3020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353561079947958658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SkurcBWnmYI/AAAAAAAAA1k/bN3hSExGVUY/s320/100_3020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And speaking of Ryder, he came over with his parents and swam in our pool. His first time in a pool, he kept a very serious look the whole time. Wasn't sure if we were in a giant tub or the ocean had died, just where were the waves. &lt;div&gt;I enjoyed taking Ryder around the pool like a motorboat...hope he enjoyed it too. Pawpaw loves that little guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We plan on going to the beach soon.....Nana where's my sandtoys...and Ryder's too. Poor Nana, she has two kids when Ryder and me get together...but she loves us both, she's an angel in a Nana body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SkurbzUHDaI/AAAAAAAAA1c/IUApvp7TI3E/s1600-h/100_3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353561076179340706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SkurbzUHDaI/AAAAAAAAA1c/IUApvp7TI3E/s320/100_3069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laura tried to feed the little man some lunch but he didn't really like it...he had hope's for wings and crab legs..where he got that idea I don't know...do you Scot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is a smaller version of his daddy, who is my favorite son-in-law, and will grow up to be the fine man his daddy is I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SkurbQRBk_I/AAAAAAAAA1U/FcH8UHKr7eQ/s1600-h/100_3066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353561066771158002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SkurbQRBk_I/AAAAAAAAA1U/FcH8UHKr7eQ/s320/100_3066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So all in all it was a great weekend...puppies, the kids, and Ryder....I am a blessed Pawpaw. And I get to share it with "my soulmate"...Nana. Why is that phrase so popular right now...hmmmm maybe something in the news...I don't know. Anyway hope your weekend was good...the 4th is only days away. Be careful with fireworks and don't burn the house down. Happy 4th of July from Pawpaw...hope to see ya'll back here really soon.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-4396690328950617303?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4396690328950617303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/07/puppydogs-ryder-and-kids-at-pooli-am.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4396690328950617303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4396690328950617303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/07/puppydogs-ryder-and-kids-at-pooli-am.html' title='Puppydogs, Ryder and the kids at the pool..I am a blessed Pawpaw'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SkurcrIhe2I/AAAAAAAAA1s/wGN-Y7us2tg/s72-c/100_3059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-3679202434778389202</id><published>2009-06-21T07:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T08:48:44.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FATHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>What does it take to make a father...alot of things..from hugs in the middle of the night, to throwing the ball in the backyard, and many things more, but one main ingredient is Love. Enjoy some pictures of the Father's in my life.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4f-ToJvfI/AAAAAAAAAzc/LBnqrE4AmkE/s1600-h/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349748562643762674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4f-ToJvfI/AAAAAAAAAzc/LBnqrE4AmkE/s320/scan0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's my dad, Jerry, and his favorite Yorkie lap buddy...Shiloh. Pop would rub that dog into a knot..Shiloh didn't mind, we didn't either. I miss you Pop....Happy Father's Day. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4f-AwP86I/AAAAAAAAAzU/Jr7pwyubXoU/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349748557577450402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4f-AwP86I/AAAAAAAAAzU/Jr7pwyubXoU/s320/scan0006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know the kid on the right, Matt's my son...the skinnier guy on the right I think I knew him once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4fsDoKvJI/AAAAAAAAAzM/V11ld5rsHEc/s1600-h/scan0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349748249111215250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4fsDoKvJI/AAAAAAAAAzM/V11ld5rsHEc/s320/scan0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; People always ask why I dressed up as a greek god? I always reply "what do you mean by dressed up?". That's what I use to wear as leisureware around the house..have you never found that perfect outfit. And no, Matt's gun wasn't loaded..but his might have been.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4fsDnCvQI/AAAAAAAAAzE/AxLlgka2nWk/s1600-h/scan0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349748249106496770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4fsDnCvQI/AAAAAAAAAzE/AxLlgka2nWk/s320/scan0008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt and Pop were two peas in a pod...they were able to build a relationship many people only dream of...I was happy for both of them. Matt misses his Pop, but he has a heart full of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4frhxzORI/AAAAAAAAAy8/sR0lP3YY3XA/s1600-h/little+surfer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349748240024811794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4frhxzORI/AAAAAAAAAy8/sR0lP3YY3XA/s320/little+surfer.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryder made me a "Pawpaw"...a job I take very serious. I have had the opportunity to work on my skills with him so I can be a Pawpaw to my granddaughter who will be born in August. Have you ever seen a cuter pose of a surfing grandchild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4froB3E3I/AAAAAAAAAy0/XaqQN0o04UY/s1600-h/File0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349748241702785906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4froB3E3I/AAAAAAAAAy0/XaqQN0o04UY/s320/File0402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryder is blessed to have a father who adores him with no questions asked. Scot is my only son-in-law and the best one I have. I am so proud of him, and couldn't ask for a better husband for my daughter, a better father for my grandson. Happy Father's Day Scot, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4eHKQj19I/AAAAAAAAAys/u8vYIq8GoE0/s1600-h/100_2847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349746515724457938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4eHKQj19I/AAAAAAAAAys/u8vYIq8GoE0/s320/100_2847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meet my granddaughter, she's due in August. She will be our first granddaughter. As Pawpaw to a girl I will be playing with dolls and drinking invisible tea, so don't put me in the home yet..it's allowed in the grandparents rule book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4eG4OVpSI/AAAAAAAAAyk/1ULFSfxBiaY/s1600-h/100_2846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349746510883300642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4eG4OVpSI/AAAAAAAAAyk/1ULFSfxBiaY/s320/100_2846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jordan and Matt will be parents soon, bringing into this world a little girl who will be the apple of her daddy's eye. Happy Pre-Father's Day Matt, enjoy your day and the silence before the storm, I love you. You will be a great dad...remember to enjoy every moment...Pop would have loved to play Barbie with her...a job I plan to do in his honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4eGtMihXI/AAAAAAAAAyc/H5r-ZtEcCNc/s1600-h/File0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349746507922965874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4eGtMihXI/AAAAAAAAAyc/H5r-ZtEcCNc/s320/File0201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So on this Father's Day I have alot to be thankful for. A grandson who has his Pawpaw rapped around his little finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4eGGOFr1I/AAAAAAAAAyU/2SUUao1cyAc/s1600-h/baby+H.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349746497460481874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4eGGOFr1I/AAAAAAAAAyU/2SUUao1cyAc/s320/baby+H.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A granddaughter, who will make me do some of the silliest things I hope I can do for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4eGLidKzI/AAAAAAAAAyM/aYe0joDDWCg/s1600-h/Scot+and+Ryder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349746498888084274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sj4eGLidKzI/AAAAAAAAAyM/aYe0joDDWCg/s320/Scot+and+Ryder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to be Pawpaw...a job that has a holiday called Grandparents Day..but on Father's Day you get the whole picture. You get the love that comes with being a parent, a Father. So Happy Father's Day to all the dads out there, and to the dad's in my life..Scot and Matt..I love you guys...and to Pop, I miss you everyday and hope your watching from the clouds...I love you "poppyseed"...your son....Jeff...aka Pawpaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-3679202434778389202?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3679202434778389202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-6424298037826184759</id><published>2009-06-19T12:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:59:54.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fab Five feeding time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I guess I'll have to go back on my word..but this video is precious and I had to add it to a blog and this one was lucky...Carly is a great momma...whenever the puppies seem hungry she will flop over and feed her pups...hope you enjoy it and talk to ya later...I will post a human interest story over the weekend, please check back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4fb5db2dfb894a36" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6424298037826184759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/06/fab-five-having-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/6424298037826184759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/6424298037826184759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/06/fab-five-having-fun.html' title='Fab Five feeding time'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-546284595544194326</id><published>2009-06-15T19:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:25:06.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Girl at 89</title><content type='html'>I know this was only to be for humans this week, but come on...Shiloh, the dock, what man could resist his best friend and a photo opt. He loves to look for fish...and I love to not catch them, we are a pair.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SjbUruqjQ9I/AAAAAAAAAxc/t2fdH4x0NNg/s1600-h/100_2884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347695455275008978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SjbUruqjQ9I/AAAAAAAAAxc/t2fdH4x0NNg/s320/100_2884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were at Granny's for her birthday this little bird kept coming to the railing and sitting. It sat there for over a hour and finally flew away. But came back and sat some more. Granny said she has a couple of birds that does that. I saw one fly back and forth from her best friends house, who recently passed away. I felt it was a sign that she was checking in on Granny..something they use to always do. It was nature at it's best, and very touching to my heart.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SjbUrG1EwNI/AAAAAAAAAxU/71ajgwc8xzQ/s1600-h/100_2872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347695444581728466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SjbUrG1EwNI/AAAAAAAAAxU/71ajgwc8xzQ/s320/100_2872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny had a grand time, and we enjoyed sitting outside and chatting for hours. Notice where Tinkerbell is...laying on Nana...as usual. They are loyal to their owners for sure. And don't go far from the hand that feeds them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SjbUq6nfEYI/AAAAAAAAAxM/YjlJoenEz0Y/s1600-h/100_2878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347695441303507330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SjbUq6nfEYI/AAAAAAAAAxM/YjlJoenEz0Y/s320/100_2878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Granny turned 89...and is still going strong...I hope I have half as much energy next year, much less at 89. We will go visit again as soon as we can. I enjoy our talks, since Pop passed away, Granny is the closest parent I have...tough being a orphan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's all I got right now...I'll try and update as soon as time allows.&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/747833163473986610-546284595544194326?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/546284595544194326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-girl-at-89.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/546284595544194326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/546284595544194326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-girl-at-89.html' title='Birthday Girl at 89'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SjbUruqjQ9I/AAAAAAAAAxc/t2fdH4x0NNg/s72-c/100_2884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-7127126432727551400</id><published>2009-06-09T22:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:51:51.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yorkie Puppies Road Trip...We Must Be Crazy.</title><content type='html'>I know I have the other blog for our Yorkies but it really spilled over into Pawpaw's Wisdom this weekend. Nana and I drove to the beach to celebrate Nana's mom's 89th birthday. We did it with 9 dogs....NINE. We left early on Saturday to avoid the puppies getting too roughed up. But still with 9 dogs you have problems...getting the big ones settled, the puppies relocated from their pen to a box in the back seat. And all the stuff that dogs need...it's like having kids again.&lt;br /&gt;The father of our puppies was a smaller Yorkie, pictured below, and Carly was only 5 pounds to begin with. Thus our puppies are smaller than Tinkerbell was at the same age. That helped alot since we were packed to the roof. That is the coolest thing about Yorkies...you can have 9 dogs and still only have about 25 pounds of dogs.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Si8Y53zZCsI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ytSDEf-cjXM/s1600-h/diazz2+-+dozer+oct.+26,2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345518665223178946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Si8Y53zZCsI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ytSDEf-cjXM/s320/diazz2+-+dozer+oct.+26,2005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The puppies celebrated their 3 week birthday on Monday, getting older and getting fatter. Nothing is more beautiful than Yorkie puppies...can't be. They crawl around and paw at stuff...yap at their mommy and make all kinds of noises when you pick them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Si8Y5tPbaaI/AAAAAAAAAv0/mk37I2JaPgU/s1600-h/100_2892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345518662387984802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Si8Y5tPbaaI/AAAAAAAAAv0/mk37I2JaPgU/s320/100_2892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we made it back home safe and sound on Monday. Would I do it again? Of course I would...I love my dogs and I love my family...and together it always works out. It was great to wish Granny a happy birthday, visit the beach and go fish a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's it for now. I will update on the pups in Waterside Yorkies...and give Pawpaw's Wisdom back to the humans. Thanks for stopping by and please come back.&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/747833163473986610-7127126432727551400?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7127126432727551400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/06/yorkie-puppies-road-tripwe-must-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7127126432727551400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7127126432727551400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/06/yorkie-puppies-road-tripwe-must-be.html' title='Yorkie Puppies Road Trip...We Must Be Crazy.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Si8Y53zZCsI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ytSDEf-cjXM/s72-c/diazz2+-+dozer+oct.+26,2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-6585432178947574811</id><published>2009-06-03T17:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:38:42.925-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who came to dinner?</title><content type='html'>Well Nana and Pawpaw got to see their next grandchild...well we kinda saw her...she's still in her mommie's tummy...we were happy to see her parents also. Jordan looks cute with her little belly bump.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SibnXr4Kn8I/AAAAAAAAAvs/qlhXrblRy6Q/s1600-h/100_2847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343212402022981570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SibnXr4Kn8I/AAAAAAAAAvs/qlhXrblRy6Q/s320/100_2847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She told me she was doing good and that she was going for checkups like she should. They decided on Madelyn for her name....shortened to Maddie I think they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SibnXF8_q0I/AAAAAAAAAvk/RnGx3-3GM_Q/s1600-h/100_2848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343212391842687810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SibnXF8_q0I/AAAAAAAAAvk/RnGx3-3GM_Q/s320/100_2848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt and Jordan are really excited about the baby...we gave them some baby stuff and they were so happy to play with the toys and lay out the clothes...little girl clothes are so cute. We have been collecting baby stuff for years...thinking someday we would have grandkids...ours kids have helped us out.  We were blessed with Ryder last November, and will have Madelyn this August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SibnW3VEXJI/AAAAAAAAAvc/HZVuiiD3g8M/s1600-h/100_2845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343212387917126802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SibnW3VEXJI/AAAAAAAAAvc/HZVuiiD3g8M/s320/100_2845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is excited about having a little girl...it will be fun to watch when she starts dating...we'll see how Matt likes it as a daddy....a tough job for sure. But that's long, long away...first we have to get little Madelyn into this world. Until then we will keep getting girl stuff and boy stuff for our grandkids...and for us too...Nana and Pawpaw are both kids at heart..maybe someday we'll grow up...or maybe not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We look forward to playing with both of them, tea parties and sword fights...dresses and suits...dance classes and football games...the future looks very good...something we all need...a bright future ahead.&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/747833163473986610-6585432178947574811?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6585432178947574811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/06/guess-who-came-to-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/6585432178947574811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/6585432178947574811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/06/guess-who-came-to-dinner.html' title='Guess who came to dinner?'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SibnXr4Kn8I/AAAAAAAAAvs/qlhXrblRy6Q/s72-c/100_2847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-5021068721284941395</id><published>2009-06-01T13:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:46:06.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfer's Beware of the Future</title><content type='html'>A new dawn has begun...out in the waves of tomorrow is an new hero....a superstar....a surfer that will cause the competitors to fall off their boards in amazement. He is a true "Zimzala"...waves fear him.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiQL40bqOPI/AAAAAAAAAt8/2aMMsfMb3t8/s1600-h/surf+mag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 101px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342408128743487730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiQL40bqOPI/AAAAAAAAAt8/2aMMsfMb3t8/s320/surf+mag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Magazines have tried to find out who this new star of tomorrow is...but only we know who he is... Master of both the longboard and shortboard, he has taken the "Mcflip" to a new level. Oh, he does his share of "plungers" but he has mastered the waves at 6 months of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiQL4q9DzMI/AAAAAAAAAt0/q0soaR6wEqQ/s1600-h/surfer+on+wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342408126199221442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiQL4q9DzMI/AAAAAAAAAt0/q0soaR6wEqQ/s320/surfer+on+wave.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whether he uses single fins or "twinzer's" he can't be stopped, by anyone, any ocean, any curl.&lt;br /&gt;Waves will be conquered, put into history by a single surfer...who is this star of tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiQJjmk5njI/AAAAAAAAAts/aj8zgcR_gnk/s1600-h/little+surfer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342405565223640626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiQJjmk5njI/AAAAAAAAAts/aj8zgcR_gnk/s320/little+surfer.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He goes by many names, knows many people and has weakened the mightiest surfer...he started out known as "Mr. Rolls-A-Lot"...he is now known as a "El Rollo", a surfer who has taken an "old school" move and transformed it into history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His name is Ryder...surfer dude from the carolina's, heartbreaker to girls, legend to be talked of...hang ten little man, hang ten...&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-5021068721284941395?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5021068721284941395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/06/surfers-beware-of-future.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5021068721284941395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5021068721284941395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/06/surfers-beware-of-future.html' title='Surfer&apos;s Beware of the Future'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiQL40bqOPI/AAAAAAAAAt8/2aMMsfMb3t8/s72-c/surf+mag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-5697608475732357050</id><published>2009-05-31T10:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:46:24.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yorkie pups get visitors..and we did too.</title><content type='html'>Well the weekend finally arrived...rain all week made the week drag on forever. And nothing could make a weekend better than to have Ryder come for a visit. Little Man had been sick all week so we didn't know if we would get to see him.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKThtBVLjI/AAAAAAAAAsk/dW3_C_gUWlM/s1600-h/100_2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341994315244973618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKThtBVLjI/AAAAAAAAAsk/dW3_C_gUWlM/s320/100_2795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he got better and his mommy and daddy came for a visit...and to see the new puppies. We got to babysit while they went and ran errands and went out to eat a bit.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKThIJm16I/AAAAAAAAAsc/xyt2ASiNWa8/s1600-h/100_2797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341994305347573666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKThIJm16I/AAAAAAAAAsc/xyt2ASiNWa8/s320/100_2797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to see how fast Ryder could scoot across the floor....he has developed quite a bit more since I watched him at Camp Pawpaw...amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKTghnd7rI/AAAAAAAAAsU/HN5lOYWEWMI/s1600-h/100_2814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341994295003836082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKTghnd7rI/AAAAAAAAAsU/HN5lOYWEWMI/s320/100_2814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And who would think of a 6 month old reading a paper...it is unbelievable what kids learn in daycare now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKTgaXn3tI/AAAAAAAAAsM/6sVNWh3jU0w/s1600-h/100_2810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341994293058330322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKTgaXn3tI/AAAAAAAAAsM/6sVNWh3jU0w/s320/100_2810.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He had developed into a child with hands that grab everything, the ability to crawl, even slow, across the floor to discover the other side...and on the peak of learning to walk...soon he will be running across the floor..with his parents and us quickly following...he will train us to respond to his many new discoveries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKSHiYe0aI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5wZmRYuqxrs/s1600-h/100_2801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341992766201057698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKSHiYe0aI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5wZmRYuqxrs/s320/100_2801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "What...my folks..oh they let me do this all the time"...comes from just a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKSHO_UCgI/AAAAAAAAAr8/AFkbTzQO0_A/s1600-h/100_2805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341992760995219970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKSHO_UCgI/AAAAAAAAAr8/AFkbTzQO0_A/s320/100_2805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We enjoyed the time we got to spend with Ryder..he is a true enjoyment to have around..he entertains us and we try and entertain him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKSG-m494I/AAAAAAAAAr0/LcfkNkitgGc/s1600-h/100_2808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341992756597815170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKSG-m494I/AAAAAAAAAr0/LcfkNkitgGc/s320/100_2808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have a large assortment of toys, books and movies to keep him from boredom. He loves lights and sound..anything with both is amazing to him. And even with a week of illness and earaches he took the time to come visit us and fill our hearts with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKSGVKhzsI/AAAAAAAAArs/Hvy2PzoQMyc/s1600-h/100_2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341992745473003202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKSGVKhzsI/AAAAAAAAArs/Hvy2PzoQMyc/s320/100_2807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Mr-Rolls-Alot has developed into a crawler and soon will be Mr Walks-Wherever...soon he will be leading us into a new world of discoveries...a world seen through the eyes of small child with a smile that is bigger than the mountains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were glad to see him and have his parents come see the puppies...we enjoyed the time we spent with him. We hope his woes leave him soon and he starts to feel even better..the hardest part of watching your children grow is watching while they are sick. You feel helpless not to be able to do anything to make them better faster, quicker, sooner...but it takes time to mend all wounds and time to end all illnesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pawpaw's Wisdom is to enjoy lifes greatest gift..health...we don't know how good we have it until we lose our health..our ability to do things without feeling bad..if a small child can do it, why can't we...why do we always seem to be helpless when we are not. So go out today and enjoy the sun...run errands, go visit a friend, whatever...live life to the fullest...thank you for stopping by and now I have to go run errands..Nana and I are going to go live life.&lt;br /&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&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/747833163473986610-5697608475732357050?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5697608475732357050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/yorkie-pups-get-visitorsand-we-did-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5697608475732357050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5697608475732357050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/yorkie-pups-get-visitorsand-we-did-too.html' title='Yorkie pups get visitors..and we did too.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SiKThtBVLjI/AAAAAAAAAsk/dW3_C_gUWlM/s72-c/100_2795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-9213639418788830960</id><published>2009-05-26T13:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:24:03.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pawpaw's Puppy Picture..Do I Need to Say More?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShwjBlbU3LI/AAAAAAAAAqc/f21NU1WyaKI/s1600-h/100_2768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340181768288132274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShwjBlbU3LI/AAAAAAAAAqc/f21NU1WyaKI/s320/100_2768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well it was a rainy Memorial Day weekend...the race was delayed til Monday...and our grandson is sick so we didn't see him...but we have puppies!!!&lt;br /&gt;Carly gave birth last Monday night so we have been busy taking care of them.."The Fab Five" I call them...5 Yorkie pups...1 girl and 4 boys...all doing well...you can check on them on my other blog (Waterside Yorkies). I really haven't had time to keep up with both blogs, all I can think of is the beauty and wonder of watching puppies come into this world and how their mom has taken care of them. Gotta go..one of the puppies is crying...gotta check on them...&lt;br /&gt;I will try and blog something later this week...thanks for checking in and please come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-9213639418788830960?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/9213639418788830960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/pawpaws-puppy-picturedo-i-need-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/9213639418788830960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/9213639418788830960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/pawpaws-puppy-picturedo-i-need-to-say.html' title='Pawpaw&apos;s Puppy Picture..Do I Need to Say More?'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShwjBlbU3LI/AAAAAAAAAqc/f21NU1WyaKI/s72-c/100_2768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-4417177360468749488</id><published>2009-05-24T22:17:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:26:02.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Salute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShoBubCD1eI/AAAAAAAAAp0/hJJC3Yvf8lw/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339580557020447314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShoAOe7JQlI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MaJ_fmRPQQw/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Shn_79Lk6TI/AAAAAAAAAn0/z-Rz7elS0ZY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339580238724917554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Shn_79Lk6TI/AAAAAAAAAn0/z-Rz7elS0ZY/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Shn_7g119wI/AAAAAAAAAns/I5u4Eb2s1DA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339580231117567746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Shn_7g119wI/AAAAAAAAAns/I5u4Eb2s1DA/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Shn_7gsyt_I/AAAAAAAAAnk/XYE7x8atC20/s1600-h/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 264px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339580231079606258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Shn_7gsyt_I/AAAAAAAAAnk/XYE7x8atC20/s320/0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dedicated to my Dad (Army), my Mom (Marines)and my Brother (Navy)...and to Nana's Mom and Dad (Army) and all those who have served for our great nation....today we honor you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-4417177360468749488?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4417177360468749488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-salute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4417177360468749488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4417177360468749488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-salute.html' title='Memorial Day Salute'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShoBubCD1eI/AAAAAAAAAp0/hJJC3Yvf8lw/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-2423509532544978392</id><published>2009-05-17T20:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:00:35.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Camp Pawpaw....Full Heart</title><content type='html'>Well I read my grandson's entry on my blog...how he got online and wrote without the dogs barking or me waking up really surprises me. Here he is posing with his Nana, she and I miss the little guy..house seems so quiet. And I have all these toys and stuff laying around..waiting..til next time...I love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShCtYHDNxfI/AAAAAAAAAjk/4KdG2BYRYlM/s1600-h/100_2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336956188155037170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShCtYHDNxfI/AAAAAAAAAjk/4KdG2BYRYlM/s320/100_2682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess I'll park his walker til next time. Put it back up in the boys room, until he comes to visit again. When I look at it...empty..I smile...remembering the great days I have just spent with a 6 month old child...it was a challenge, don't let me fool you. But I loved it...I loved going to bed knowing that my grandson was upstairs asleep, knowing I would be able to play with him in the morning. No one will ever be able to take that away from me..I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShCtX50ayvI/AAAAAAAAAjc/2GV23H-q-dg/s1600-h/100_2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336956184603314930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShCtX50ayvI/AAAAAAAAAjc/2GV23H-q-dg/s320/100_2684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So his little shoes sit empty...waiting til next time...waiting til he comes back to visit us again. Nana and Pawpaw's house glowed for the last 9 days...it came from our grandson's halo...he is a angel, or angel sent...sent into my life to enrich me. Oh I know I have to share him..I will...but Ryder makes me feel loved beyond dreams. His smile melts me..I know he will always have that over me...I love him. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShCtXmyWq_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/yvcPWKgjPDk/s1600-h/100_2689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336956179494382578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShCtXmyWq_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/yvcPWKgjPDk/s320/100_2689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So little shoes sit empty..til next time...I really want to thank my daughter and son-in-law for my gift..getting to know my grandson...Camp Pawpaw was as special to me as their trip was to them. I am glad I got the opportunity to bond with Ryder and let him get to know how much I love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now on to puppies...Carly, our Yorkie..well one of our Yorkies...will be delivering this week..I am now in "puppy-mode". Life is wonderful, and wonderous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in August, Nana and I will have another grandchild to play with. Our son and his girlfriend are expecting a little girl...Madilyn (spelling hasn't been confirmed yet).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as Camp Pawpaw shuts down, and I help Nana clean up the house I find myself smiling and crying all in the same moment..I have loved the past 9 days...really I have...Lord, thank you for bringing Ryder's parents home safe, for looking over me and Nana, and for allowing me to see the greatness you have put in my grandson's heart...for that I love you.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-2423509532544978392?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2423509532544978392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-i-read-my-grandsons-entry-on-my.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2423509532544978392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2423509532544978392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-i-read-my-grandsons-entry-on-my.html' title='Empty Camp Pawpaw....Full Heart'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/ShCtYHDNxfI/AAAAAAAAAjk/4KdG2BYRYlM/s72-c/100_2682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-6805952489209105915</id><published>2009-05-16T23:50:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:29:43.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Night At Camp Pawpaw</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone...it's me Ryder...I snuck downstairs and got on Pawpaw's computer..so I gotta be fast. I just wanted to say how much fun I have had here at Nana's and Pawpaw's. They have really done a good job for two people who haven't had a baby in over 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of one of my favorite toys at Nana's...it's a grasshopper...feels so good on my teething gums. Pawpaw found a extra one so he gave me one to take home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg-Kh7CO4SI/AAAAAAAAAjM/z8lpSBUK6CQ/s1600-h/100_2659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336636398844698914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg-Kh7CO4SI/AAAAAAAAAjM/z8lpSBUK6CQ/s320/100_2659.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of home, my mommy and daddy will be coming home later today...I just looked at the clock and I think it's past midnight...so it's Sunday, and they come home on Sunday. I'm glad...I really have missed them...alot.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg-Khvv1geI/AAAAAAAAAjE/qmMAiTXLJ3g/s1600-h/100_2663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336636395814748642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg-Khvv1geI/AAAAAAAAAjE/qmMAiTXLJ3g/s320/100_2663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pawpaw says I'm going into rodeo because I always hold my hands in the air...yeehaw...sounds like fun. But this is how I eat..I take a bite and then I wipe my mouth...simple stuff, great style.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg-KhvrQWII/AAAAAAAAAi8/K3p2ImP8LXc/s1600-h/100_2665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336636395795536002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg-KhvrQWII/AAAAAAAAAi8/K3p2ImP8LXc/s320/100_2665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My last night at Nana's and Pawpaw's...I'll miss them too. Life for a little boy is really hard at times. I am caught in the middle. But I'll be back...Pawpaw and Nana have a open invitation with my parents...whenever they need a sitter, I can go to Pawpaw's and Nana's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg-KhRNiT-I/AAAAAAAAAi0/fl0ZminBwj8/s1600-h/100_2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336636387617820642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg-KhRNiT-I/AAAAAAAAAi0/fl0ZminBwj8/s320/100_2658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I better get back to bed...I will need my rest...I can't wait til later today ...I hope I don't cry first...I bet my mommy and daddy will before me...I'm almost 6 months old....I am almost crawling, almost walking, almost a teenager...soon I'll be able to talk. So goodnight everyone and I will check back after my folks come home. I better get some tissues ready for my folks...and probably for Pawpaw and Nana...they are going to miss me...I'm lovable. Please don't tell Pawpaw I got on his computer....he might get mad at me...it will be our secret...well, until he reads his blog...oops.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-6805952489209105915?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6805952489209105915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-everyone.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/6805952489209105915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/6805952489209105915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-everyone.html' title='My Last Night At Camp Pawpaw'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg-Kh7CO4SI/AAAAAAAAAjM/z8lpSBUK6CQ/s72-c/100_2659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-7506282604682868929</id><published>2009-05-15T18:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:20:25.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday..Let's Party.</title><content type='html'>Well it was a busy week for me...Pawpaw took me to school and picked me up each day. Except for today...I stayed home and got to go to Nana's school...she wanted everyone to see how handsome her grandson was.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3uECB7-_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/7CzaNckKaZM/s1600-h/100_2623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336182886535789554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3uECB7-_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/7CzaNckKaZM/s320/100_2623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I started the day off with a little playtime in my walker..love all those gadgets on it. And who doesn't like a mirror to see themselves. Pawpaw and I got to bond..he's done his best to keep me entertained...it's been a few years since he was a kid...but he plays with me and he even took me for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3tsmh8kyI/AAAAAAAAAhs/1d8ZOaP2fNA/s1600-h/100_2624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336182484016861986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3tsmh8kyI/AAAAAAAAAhs/1d8ZOaP2fNA/s320/100_2624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this book tastes so good...I'm teething and I chew on everything and anything. I am drooling like a waterfall my Pawpaw says. My Nana puts my special teething ring in the freezer...it feels so nice on my gums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3tsdRofuI/AAAAAAAAAhk/pvHomtuqJs0/s1600-h/100_2625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336182481532518114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3tsdRofuI/AAAAAAAAAhk/pvHomtuqJs0/s320/100_2625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really like a good bath...makes you feel so clean. Wash behind my ears, my face...ooooh that is so nice. Pawpaw saids he'll get me some Mr. Bubble when I get a little older...it make bubbles and boy doesn't that sound like fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3tsF4--nI/AAAAAAAAAhc/r-Dtdgm_2yo/s1600-h/100_2627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336182475255118450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3tsF4--nI/AAAAAAAAAhc/r-Dtdgm_2yo/s320/100_2627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nana I love pictures too...but how about some privacy..ok? Gee whiz...I'm naked here...cheeeesse...did you get me smiling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3trxdu3nI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jbYabfJE88M/s1600-h/100_2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336182469772107378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3trxdu3nI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jbYabfJE88M/s320/100_2628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my new friend...he helps keep me company while my folks are away. He's so soft and I can hung his neck...good stuff...I'll name him someday, right now his name is "Animal".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3trrisV9I/AAAAAAAAAhM/VOgs34wYv0g/s1600-h/100_2630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336182468182300626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3trrisV9I/AAAAAAAAAhM/VOgs34wYv0g/s320/100_2630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's how Tucker has spent the week...playing with the other dogs...he is in doggie heaven...toys everywhere, lots of playfriends, and Nana and Pawpaw lets him sleep with them...spoiled rotten.&lt;br /&gt;So I made it through the week...and now the weekends here. Nana said we might go shopping tomorrow, did I hear Toys-R-Us or was I just dreaming...anyplace with toys would be nice...and if I am awake during the shopping, that would be great too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'll go now...it's getting late and I need to go to bed soon...Nana I need my bottle...a little bottle, a little rocking chair action, and soon I'll be asleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep......&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-7506282604682868929?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7506282604682868929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-fridaylets-party.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7506282604682868929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7506282604682868929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-fridaylets-party.html' title='It&apos;s Friday..Let&apos;s Party.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sg3uECB7-_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/7CzaNckKaZM/s72-c/100_2623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-2512499682620443290</id><published>2009-05-13T11:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T19:19:14.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update from Camp Pawpaw..Day 5</title><content type='html'>Well I was tired Tuesday night..I went to bed at 8...I played hard all day at school and then Pawpaw played with me when we got home. I got a bath, some dinner and off to bed I went.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgrq6YIPCrI/AAAAAAAAAgc/i0D-WDr9zZw/s1600-h/100_2600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335334997204077234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgrq6YIPCrI/AAAAAAAAAgc/i0D-WDr9zZw/s320/100_2600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my walker at Nana's and Pawpaw's...I love this orange rocket ship...it fits my hands just right and I love to bite it...I'm teething and it feels so goooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgrq6Hg2NGI/AAAAAAAAAgU/nSTgZT_SRng/s1600-h/100_2598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335334992743904354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgrq6Hg2NGI/AAAAAAAAAgU/nSTgZT_SRng/s320/100_2598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I caught this big grasshopper in the back yard...not really...I got it in a toy my Nana gave me. In the mouth it goes too...hmmm..feels good on my gums too. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgrq5z8qn6I/AAAAAAAAAgM/zvzG7K5nK3A/s1600-h/100_2594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335334987491876770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgrq5z8qn6I/AAAAAAAAAgM/zvzG7K5nK3A/s320/100_2594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is my keyring I love to rattle...back and forth...over and over...then I throw it and Pawpaw goes and gets it...he is a good fetcher. I trained him just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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_5335334982163329234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgrq5gGPcNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/656lNyJFO_E/s320/100_2618.JPG" /&gt; I'm sleepy here...about to go to bed...been a long day. And the quicker I go to bed the faster I get to get up and do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgrq5U1ZRsI/AAAAAAAAAf8/UvfQ3C9GJSI/s1600-h/100_2619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335334979139880642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgrq5U1ZRsI/AAAAAAAAAf8/UvfQ3C9GJSI/s320/100_2619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before school on Wednesday I taught Nana how fast my little hands are..here I am showing her that a big necklace is a open inventation for me. But don't worry, I gave it back to her in one piece. Guess I'll talk to ya later...my Pawpaw got a email from my mommy and daddy...they miss me, I knew they would..I am so lovable...I miss them too..but don't tell them that or they won't have a good time...they worry about me...all the time....parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pawpaw said I could keep writing on his blog as long as I ate good, slept all night for him and Nana, and did well at school...I am three for three...guess I'll be writing again soon...bye now.&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/747833163473986610-2512499682620443290?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2512499682620443290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-from-camp-pawpawday-5.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2512499682620443290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2512499682620443290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-from-camp-pawpawday-5.html' title='Update from Camp Pawpaw..Day 5'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgrq6YIPCrI/AAAAAAAAAgc/i0D-WDr9zZw/s72-c/100_2600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-3421075970214880910</id><published>2009-05-12T09:35:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:49:18.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Coming to Dinner?</title><content type='html'>Hello again...my name is Ryder...what's your name...do I know you? Well I had a good day at school...all my friends were glad I got to come in...they need me. When Pawpaw and Nana picked me up we came home and Pawpaw played with me, while Nana started dinner.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl8MifMuMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Jk58Z5UkDjs/s1600-h/100_2581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334931788455000258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl8MifMuMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Jk58Z5UkDjs/s320/100_2581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am playing with my favorite bucket and keys...I love noisey stuff...they both rattle. While I was playing, all the doggies came by to say hello...my Tucker gave me a kiss..he loves me and I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl8Mc4OzSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ZXJilRoeO-o/s1600-h/100_2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334931786949381410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl8Mc4OzSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ZXJilRoeO-o/s320/100_2585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got to meet my Uncle Matt...here Pawpaw introduces us...I really liked him...he liked me too. I hope to see him real soon...he makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl8MBl2mzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VU7nyij-oKc/s1600-h/100_2587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334931779624540978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl8MBl2mzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VU7nyij-oKc/s320/100_2587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has funny hair...hey look at his necklace...cool. Oh yeah, I taught him how to hold a baby..he is going to have a little girl in August...she'll be my cousin. I tried to tell Uncle Matt not to worry, that I would watch over her and keep her from getting into trouble..I hope he understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl7qKEIClI/AAAAAAAAAd8/c4SyN5Rw9Uc/s1600-h/100_2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334931197783444050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl7qKEIClI/AAAAAAAAAd8/c4SyN5Rw9Uc/s320/100_2590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Jordan took a turn in holding me too...she thought I was the bomb...I know I am. She said that she loved my blue eyes...I am a charmer. She did well in holding me and I think she will be a good mommy to my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl7p7XFoUI/AAAAAAAAAd0/f-7Kc3dL6IA/s1600-h/100_2592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334931193836446018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl7p7XFoUI/AAAAAAAAAd0/f-7Kc3dL6IA/s320/100_2592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Jordan standing sideways....I think the baby is hiding in her shirt...hopefully my daddy will try and tell me about that stuff someday...right now it is all confusing to me. Storks, birds, bee's...alot of animals and something happens...I don't know...it's all magic to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl7pQbv-9I/AAAAAAAAAds/jJxMMyeaJvc/s1600-h/100_2591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334931182313274322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl7pQbv-9I/AAAAAAAAAds/jJxMMyeaJvc/s320/100_2591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one more day flew by...I went to bed around 8:15...I had a long day...I was sleepy. This morning Pawpaw is going to take me to school again. Pawpaw and Nana will come pick me up this afternoon...talk to ya later.&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-3421075970214880910?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3421075970214880910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/guess-whos-coming-to-dinner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3421075970214880910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3421075970214880910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/guess-whos-coming-to-dinner.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Coming to Dinner?'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sgl8MifMuMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Jk58Z5UkDjs/s72-c/100_2581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-3384259069631795860</id><published>2009-05-11T10:56:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:53:49.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend's Over..Back to School</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody...Pawpaw's letting me write again...he's helping alittle, but it's my thoughts, my ideas, and my story. Look a butterfly just flew by...over there....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghCBVX_xSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/gxk7CbhLK2g/s1600-h/100_2558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334586349305447714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghCBVX_xSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/gxk7CbhLK2g/s320/100_2558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I chilled most of the weekend...here I am just hanging out, waiting to see what Nana and Pawpaw are going to give me for lunch....I'll be so glad when it's steak and potato time...vegetables are alright..but bring on the beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghCBK2JJcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/4Qzbbli0Ink/s1600-h/100_2551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334586346479101378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghCBK2JJcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/4Qzbbli0Ink/s320/100_2551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Pawpaw carrying me out into the world...we are going shopping...I was hoping for Toys-R-Us, I got Target....but we did go through the toy department...well I think we did...I fell asleep and woke up in the car again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334586340223679138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghCAziu-qI/AAAAAAAAAdU/RA4F_9QtdAg/s320/100_2554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Nana and Pawpaw took me for a walk to get them some steak...it smelled so good...Pawpaw told me he would buy me a steak one day, I am going to hold him to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghAHmbgLwI/AAAAAAAAAcs/LlJxxdlmQlU/s1600-h/100_2555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334584257939517186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghAHmbgLwI/AAAAAAAAAcs/LlJxxdlmQlU/s320/100_2555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana loves her pictures...especially ones of me...here she is holding me while we wait for their food. It was a pretty day for a walk...I slept on the way back. I slept most of the walk, but still had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghAHT8jQYI/AAAAAAAAAck/Nl9JrOuHbKA/s1600-h/100_2557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334584252977856898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghAHT8jQYI/AAAAAAAAAck/Nl9JrOuHbKA/s320/100_2557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later Sunday night my Aunt Tori and Uncle Eric came to see me...well Nana too. It was Mother's Day and we all sat around and watched a movie. Here's Aunt Tori feeding me before I go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghAHP94kFI/AAAAAAAAAcc/OwW8FG9WNyo/s1600-h/100_2562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334584251909705810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghAHP94kFI/AAAAAAAAAcc/OwW8FG9WNyo/s320/100_2562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Eric took a turn, but I think I scare him..he gets nervous when he holds me, and quickly gives me back to someone. Hey look, there's my toy I was looking for over there by Pawpaw's chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghAGynN-XI/AAAAAAAAAcU/lMAxSHhyGnY/s1600-h/100_2564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334584244030011762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghAGynN-XI/AAAAAAAAAcU/lMAxSHhyGnY/s320/100_2564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nana gave me my bottle, but I really didn't want to go to bed. Hey, I am almost 6 months old, I think I should be able to stay up til 9 at least...but Pawpaw took me upstairs and rocked me to sleep. And I slept through the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghAGkXk0bI/AAAAAAAAAcM/2xY2MV5RM9c/s1600-h/100_2571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334584240206303666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghAGkXk0bI/AAAAAAAAAcM/2xY2MV5RM9c/s320/100_2571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this morning I got up around 5..I was excited. Pawpaw's going to take me to school, well daycare school, so I get to see my friends today. They think I need to be kept on my usual schedule, I agree. Pawpaw and Nana will come and pick me up this afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was my weekend, alot of cool stuff. Now back to school and more fun..you see I kinda run that place too...I am a mover and a shaker of many worlds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope my mommy and daddy are having fun. They went on a big boat ride somewhere in the ocean. I hope it wasn't a Disney boat...I would be mad if it was. Anyway I hope they get some rest...I will soon be crawling around and walking after that...they will be busy chasing me around. So rest up folks, Mr-Rolls-A-Lot will soon be moving faster. I miss ya both, but seriously, go have a Yellowbird, is that right Pawpaw, and have fun...I'll write again real soon...Pawpaw said i could...Tucker is ok too..he plays alot...except for Carly..she's going to have puppies...Nana said they are going to be tiny...So off to school I go...Pawpaw...I'm ready to turn this thing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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/747833163473986610-3384259069631795860?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3384259069631795860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekends-overback-to-school.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3384259069631795860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3384259069631795860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekends-overback-to-school.html' title='Weekend&apos;s Over..Back to School'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SghCBVX_xSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/gxk7CbhLK2g/s72-c/100_2558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-9602066375911236</id><published>2009-05-09T14:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:47:54.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One at Camp Pawpaw</title><content type='html'>Hi my name is Ryder and I am on my first day at Camp Pawpaw....this is Piglet...he was hanging out with me today....I like him alot. I think I might ask my daddy for a pig when they come home from vacation. Maybe they'll let me keep it up in my room...I want to.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXKLC1mLpI/AAAAAAAAAcE/NKS2uhvM9P8/s1600-h/100_2545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333891624779263634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXKLC1mLpI/AAAAAAAAAcE/NKS2uhvM9P8/s320/100_2545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am scooting around in my walker...the orange rocket is my favorite...it bends over and I can play with it...and chew on it...and spin it too. Pawpaw took this picture...he and Nana love to take pictures of me...I think I am a star or something...anyway, I put up with them...they love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXJ69wAHdI/AAAAAAAAAb8/XGYQZMJiGEg/s1600-h/100_2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333891348535713234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXJ69wAHdI/AAAAAAAAAb8/XGYQZMJiGEg/s320/100_2535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside this cave is Tinkerbell...she ran away from me when I started to roll around..mommy calls me "Mr. Rolls-a-Lot"...I love to roll...poor Tinkerbell, she thinks I am going to roll over her..I won't. Piglet is helping me talk her out...she won't come out...she's little and I think I scare her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXJ6tbZQCI/AAAAAAAAAb0/iRE1cFAACec/s1600-h/100_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333891344154312738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXJ6tbZQCI/AAAAAAAAAb0/iRE1cFAACec/s320/100_2544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take a break from rolling and see if I can get Tinkerbell to come out....but she won't...so we both will rest for awhile and then start all over again. I sure hope my mommy and daddy have fun...I am...they are the best parents a little boy could have..they deserve some rest and relaxation...they work hard and I have given them a bunch of sleepless nights...I do that to test them..to see how much they love me...they love me alot...trust me...I have the best parents in the whole wide world..so don't even try and tell me different...I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXJ6O5KX0I/AAAAAAAAAbs/DitpqYxY61s/s1600-h/100_2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333891335957667650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXJ6O5KX0I/AAAAAAAAAbs/DitpqYxY61s/s320/100_2539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I try and do at least 25-30 push-ups each day...it builds muscle and I'll be strong like my Pawpaw...hey look there's Piglet again...he's my new buddy...and that's my bucket...I love to rattle that thing til the whiskers fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXJ5xJNYeI/AAAAAAAAAbk/CF4vy4-Pe_E/s1600-h/100_2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333891327971910114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXJ5xJNYeI/AAAAAAAAAbk/CF4vy4-Pe_E/s320/100_2546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Nana and Pawpaw took me for a ride in the stroller...I fell asleep as usual...it's tough being little and going all the time...I need rest to recharge my batteries...then I can wake up and do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXJ5nliVvI/AAAAAAAAAbc/poiJ-OMu2T4/s1600-h/100_2542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333891325406369522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXJ5nliVvI/AAAAAAAAAbc/poiJ-OMu2T4/s320/100_2542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Pawpaw fed me peas today...I ate them all...he was impressed..I'm not that little baby anymore...I'm a big boy..well sort of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try and write again really soon...my Pawpaw will if I don't...so check back and see how Camp Pawpaw is doing ok.                                                                                                                     And if my mommy and daddy are reading this...remember that I like my t-shirts a little big, and my hats stylish. And please have a fun time..I am safe and Nana and Pawpaw are doing great...I think I have them pretty trained...they are following your instructions and Tucker is ok too...I'm watching him for you too. I Love You Guys...have fun...I am.&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-9602066375911236?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/9602066375911236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-one-at-camp-pawpaw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/9602066375911236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/9602066375911236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-one-at-camp-pawpaw.html' title='Day One at Camp Pawpaw'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgXKLC1mLpI/AAAAAAAAAcE/NKS2uhvM9P8/s72-c/100_2545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-1563983606734668601</id><published>2009-05-07T13:56:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:01:56.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Makes A Man A "Pawpaw"?</title><content type='html'>What makes a man a "Pawpaw"? It takes a little time, a pinch of love and stir until you build a bond that can't be broken. And it all begins when the grandchild is born.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQyeQ8kYRI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/G-xkNB4iQMU/s1600-h/life+begins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333443354239983890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQyeQ8kYRI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/G-xkNB4iQMU/s320/life+begins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am "Pawpaw", grandfather to Ryder, my first grandchild, and to Madeline, due in August, our second grandchild. A boy and a girl...a nice start in grandchilden if you ask me. I am lucky that I have Ryder to train me right. He is a very special child, who came into my life when I really needed a boost. I know when I'm with Ryder all my worries and woes go away. I got laid off in January, the economy hit bottom and the housing market crashed, but I know I will bounce back, I always do. I see hope in Ryder's eyes, hope for a better world.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwNyr4XbI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/hjScGAljwMI/s1600-h/papa+and+baby.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 65px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 99px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333440872215764402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwNyr4XbI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/hjScGAljwMI/s320/papa+and+baby.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As "Pawpaw", my job is to help develope my grandchild's self esteem. To spend quality time doing simple things kids like to do. Play, read, draw, sing or laugh, whatever they need, I am there to help their parents raise the child. I am to follow their parents rules and guidelines to support the growth of the child...and still have fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwN_wE2qI/AAAAAAAAAZs/rqq97KhG0Tk/s1600-h/young-uns.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333440875723020962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwN_wE2qI/AAAAAAAAAZs/rqq97KhG0Tk/s320/young-uns.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In return I become a better man by wearing my seatbelt, while checking theirs, eating better to set an example, even vegetables. By driving slower, safer, protecting both my grandkids and me and "Nana". By watching what I say and when I say it, darn-it, that might take some time...but "Nana" will like that one too. But during all this growth period I get to be a kid again, and help "Nana" with watching and playing with our grandkids...we both love that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwB58PdTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/qNyD8kbFm8U/s1600-h/thumb_Active_Seniors_3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333440668005004594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwB58PdTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/qNyD8kbFm8U/s320/thumb_Active_Seniors_3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nana" and I are grandparents who love children and enjoy helping our kids when they need us. Parents today have alot on their plates today, family stress, bills, jobs, money, etc. Our job is to make our kids lives easier by helping in whatever task they need us to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a "Pawpaw" is somewhat painless, Oh I know I'll get my feelings hurt, that I'll get tired, that diapers don't change themselves, but the rewards far exceed the energy it takes to be a "Pawpaw". And when you share a smile or that little, tiny hand reaches into yours...priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwBhyvcTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/TRWOMdKaTHQ/s1600-h/pawpaw+and+bike.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 70px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333440661522706738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwBhyvcTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/TRWOMdKaTHQ/s320/pawpaw+and+bike.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found a say that I really enjoyed, it didn't say who wrote it, but I know it had to be a "Pawpaw". It reads "If I knew having grandchildren would be so much fun I would have had them first"...deep words...part of "Pawpaw's Wisdom" today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a "Pawpaw" my job is to allow my grandkids to help me with everyday tasks, when they get a little older. To fix a leak, water the garden, help "Nana", little things that mean alot to them. And builds a strong foundation for a good child. They get to learn to be cooperative and responsible, and to follow directions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now as a baby, too little to help me right now, they get to entertain "Pawpaw" and "Nana".&lt;br /&gt;And we look forward to going fishing, the beach, arcades, fairs, ......and I will find stuff that the grandkids like too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwBsgMrmI/AAAAAAAAAZU/uWSS2RjEE-U/s1600-h/fishing-with-pawpaw.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333440664397721186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwBsgMrmI/AAAAAAAAAZU/uWSS2RjEE-U/s320/fishing-with-pawpaw.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With "Nana's" help and guidance, we will enjoy watching our grandkids grow into the wonderful people we know they will be. To live life to the fullest, love the people around you and to roll with the up's and down's of life....including going to school and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwBEWl99I/AAAAAAAAAZM/jQOgiJNC0nI/s1600-h/garden-with-pawpaw.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333440653620017106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQwBEWl99I/AAAAAAAAAZM/jQOgiJNC0nI/s320/garden-with-pawpaw.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter when you see them, everyday, once a week or once a year. What matters is how you spend the time, and how you make them feel. Make sure that they are happy, warm and not hungry. To have no worries, no problems, no fears. And you want them to enjoy life to the fullest, and savor all that God has given us. To feel special, because they are, and to enjoy what time you spend with them is the best ever...that going to "Nana's and Pawpaw's" was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQvWrybVII/AAAAAAAAAZE/8lDNOUqcC7U/s1600-h/cutout-cookies+with+nana.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333439925471368322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQvWrybVII/AAAAAAAAAZE/8lDNOUqcC7U/s320/cutout-cookies+with+nana.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know that I have to share my grandkids, they are not just mine, and with that comes the responsibility to respect other people's bond with that child or children. It's important to teach them that other adults think they are special too, not just "Nana and Pawpaw".&lt;br /&gt;I realize my grandkids won't always listen, won't always be good, be quiet, won't always follow my directions. As "Pawpaw" my job is to back-up Mommy and Daddy's rules and not change them. Together we will help each other, support each other and love each other..setting one goal for all of us..what's best for the child.&lt;br /&gt;Starting tonight "Nana and Pawpaw" are going to watch Ryder, my grandson, for the next nine days...two weeks, whatever...all I know is that I get to play with him, feed him and with "Nana's" help to get up off the floor, we will spend the time bonding and enjoying the time with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQvWWGfYqI/AAAAAAAAAY8/WDgpIOhyW1g/s1600-h/after-exercise.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333439919649940130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQvWWGfYqI/AAAAAAAAAY8/WDgpIOhyW1g/s320/after-exercise.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His parents are going on a cruise, one that was postponed from last year due to pregnancy...with Ryder. They have deserve this vacation, they have made me proud of how they have become parents. Ryder is one lucky little boy, he has two strong, God loving, parents in his life who will do whatever it takes to keep him well, loved and happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look forward to the days ahead...I hear he has started to roll...we'll have to see that for sure. So I will spend this valuable time with him and learn just who this little man is. So Ryder, "Pawpaw's" here waiting for ya....bring that smile...I Love You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also look forward to August when our first granddaughter will be born...I will have to learn to play with dolls...but with over 10 years working at Toys-R-Us..I know who Barbie is, and Bratz...Polly Pocket...and she'll make brownies with her easybake oven I hope..I mean if she wants to make "Pawpaw" some...and all of us will have a tea party or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQvWNQaMzI/AAAAAAAAAY0/r9HxkvER-p8/s1600-h/thumb_grandfather.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 53px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 99px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333439917275624242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQvWNQaMzI/AAAAAAAAAY0/r9HxkvER-p8/s320/thumb_grandfather.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoy your grandkids, adore them. And let each grandchild know they are each individually special. Spend time with each one, seperately, so they know they are each important in your life. Make a memory book of the things that you and your grandchild love to do, this will provide them with a reference book for when they have grandkids. Also send them a phone card so they can call your whenever they need to. Whether to tell you about the game, their day or just to say they love you...it will be special to them and a blessing to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Start a blog...like this one..where you can share with the world your love for them, your family, everyone who's important to you...it's really fun and there are so many other people in this vast world...your bound to find followers who can relate to whatever your write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQvV-ioHEI/AAAAAAAAAYs/FHARMLt04EU/s1600-h/4823_puzzled_grandpa_using_a_computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333439913325501506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQvV-ioHEI/AAAAAAAAAYs/FHARMLt04EU/s320/4823_puzzled_grandpa_using_a_computer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remember it's up to us grandparents to help make our grandkids lives full and fun, while teaching them how to live, love and laugh...&lt;br /&gt;All this is "Pawpaw's Wisdom" lesson for this week, this month, this year...now go call your grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-1563983606734668601?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1563983606734668601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-makes-man-pawpaw.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1563983606734668601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1563983606734668601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-makes-man-pawpaw.html' title='What Makes A Man A &quot;Pawpaw&quot;?'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SgQyeQ8kYRI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/G-xkNB4iQMU/s72-c/life+begins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-1578090122812884663</id><published>2009-05-04T10:30:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:59:58.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Now Know The Sex of "Baby H".</title><content type='html'>Well, I just got off the phone...Matt called and we now the sex of the baby due in August..it's a girl. That storks been flying around over our heads and we didn't know what "Baby H" was. Tricky little girl...gets that from her daddy. Wouldn't let us see what she was when they tried to ultrasound her mommy. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf7-jmU1DcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/iOJ-x1XgmfM/s1600-h/ist2_4506859-flying-stork-cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331978896390032834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf7-jmU1DcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/iOJ-x1XgmfM/s320/ist2_4506859-flying-stork-cartoon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf7-NtHX6vI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DDGRiW4fSbI/s1600-h/bmadeline.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331978520255523570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf7-NtHX6vI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DDGRiW4fSbI/s320/bmadeline.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Madeline, spelling might be different, will be awaited by Nana and Pawpaw. We can start buying "PINK" items..and stop buying yellows and greens...neutral colors...and dresses, Nana will be able to buy those little dresses she saw. And I will have to learn to play with dolls..I think those 10 years at Toys-R-Us will help me...I specialized in Barbie.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf780OeUbBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/bu0sJlFzsNg/s1600-h/matt+and+jordan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331976983021906962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf780OeUbBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/bu0sJlFzsNg/s320/matt+and+jordan.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Congrats Matt and Jordan, your little girl will be here soon. Soon your life will take a new turn, you will be responsible for a new life that will change you forever. She will be welcomed by many people who love her and will be eager to hold her and love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf78zn03cJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1T0n9fBEqMQ/s1600-h/2pics+baby+H.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331976972647493778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf78zn03cJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1T0n9fBEqMQ/s320/2pics+baby+H.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now we know what these little pictures were...she was just laying back and crossing her legs to put us in agony. Stubborn already...lookout world here she comes, and with a attitude already.&lt;br /&gt;Nana and Pawpaw decorated two rooms when the kids all left...one for a little boy, and the other for a little girl..maybe the stork knew that..and blessed us with Ryder and Madeline, perfect fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now we wait til August..seems thats all we do lately is wait...our Yorkie, Carly, is due late this month..we wait...Matt and Jordan's daughter is due in late August, so we wait...wait til the Lord blesses us with the answers. Until then we are in his hands.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-1578090122812884663?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1578090122812884663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-girlwe-now-know-sex-of-baby-h.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1578090122812884663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1578090122812884663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-girlwe-now-know-sex-of-baby-h.html' title='We Now Know The Sex of &quot;Baby H&quot;.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf7-jmU1DcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/iOJ-x1XgmfM/s72-c/ist2_4506859-flying-stork-cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-510052505958099134</id><published>2009-05-03T19:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:11:44.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pawpaw and Nana's Early Mother's Day Trip to Granny's</title><content type='html'>Well Nana and Pawpaw just got back from visiting Nana's mom at the beach..the weather was great and we had a good time. Here's Nana and Granny getting ready to run errands...we were on a early Mother's Day trip since we will not be able to travel next weekend, since we will be watching our grandson while his parents travel. And with Carly, our Yorkie, getting closer to her due date, can't be traveling too much. Even Pawpaw thinks 5 dogs, 1 grandchild and Nana on a 4-5 hour trip would be a little too much..so we went early and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;We love puppies, especially Yorkies puppies, and Carly did give us Tinkerbell, who is our smallest and our youngest of the 4 Yorkies we have. She is due around May 23, so she can't be traveling too much, this weekend was hard on her. We think she might be carrying 4 little bundles of yorks...time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;And with Ryder coming to stay awhile, we didn't want to travel with him all the way to the beach and have his parents worry. And with Ryder we are watching Tucker, their Yorkie...so we will have 5 dogs to care for..but they get along anyway...Tucker is Carly's brother..so he'll be a Uncle again really soon...he loves to play with all his relatives at Nana's and Pawpaw's House of Yorkies...and we both love kids and dogs...and both Ryder and Tucker are joys to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4qQul_YGI/AAAAAAAAAWo/a5dYbcrdkXE/s1600-h/100_2493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745475726893154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4qQul_YGI/AAAAAAAAAWo/a5dYbcrdkXE/s320/100_2493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Nana and Pawpaw made the trip, and we actually got down to the beach..we didn't go swimming...it was too cold..but we did wet our feet. Our feet did also take in the sites. Most of the ashes from the wildfires of Myrtle Beach was gone, but some evidence was still visible. Now they are talking about all the black bears that got burned out of homes...like 200-300 bears roaming around...come to Myrtle Beach and be eaten by a bear...won't see that on any bumper stickers I bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4qQQZt4aI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Iq1gHn9aKWU/s1600-h/100_2510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745467622351266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4qQQZt4aI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Iq1gHn9aKWU/s320/100_2510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The waves were rough, probably from offshore storms...cold water and big waves kept alot of people from going in. A few surfers did try and hang a few...waves aren't the best for surfers usually..but they seemed bigger this day.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4qP_LwYXI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ZRk2psLgfiw/s1600-h/100_2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745463000392050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4qP_LwYXI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ZRk2psLgfiw/s320/100_2509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we were happy to run errands for Granny and I did some small jobs around the cottage for her too. I put up a bird feeder she had gotten from her grandson and his wife. I went with Nana and Granny and got a shepherds hook to hang it outback of the cottage. Within minutes, birds started to land and eat some birdseed we also had gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4qPojgEaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/CobOg5HOjN0/s1600-h/100_2502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745456925970850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4qPojgEaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/CobOg5HOjN0/s320/100_2502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also hung a wind sculpture that had come with the bird feeder. I hung it off the porch so Granny could watch it from the porch or from inside. She was pleased with both items being hung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4padCueGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/XkYz336LVG4/s1600-h/100_2496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331744543302645858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4padCueGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/XkYz336LVG4/s320/100_2496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between errands Nana and I ate at one of our favorite stops, Archibald's. A great sandwich shoppe not far from the cottage, and between errand stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4paMuLz4I/AAAAAAAAAWA/cIgZZh3Iv2s/s1600-h/100_2512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331744538921521026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4paMuLz4I/AAAAAAAAAWA/cIgZZh3Iv2s/s320/100_2512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana really thought this flip-flop door wreath was really cool. It's on the front door of Archibald's, and the owners are avid Yorkie lovers..so we also try and make a trip to their resturant. Good food, good dog stories...a win, win trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4pZndtQiI/AAAAAAAAAV4/OCdd-zgQXtY/s1600-h/100_2516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331744528920298018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4pZndtQiI/AAAAAAAAAV4/OCdd-zgQXtY/s320/100_2516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After eating we stopped and got some new chairs for the cottage. Pastel colors that will add some color to the front of the cottage and be comfortable to sit in. The neighbors all loved them as they walked by, that made Granny happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4pZT7qKxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QiIU7_dk0RI/s1600-h/100_2501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331744523677215506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4pZT7qKxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QiIU7_dk0RI/s320/100_2501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also got some plants for the porch and stairs, two new mats for the stairs, and a few tomato plants for Granny's garden. Nana made some lovely arrangements for her mom and I helped Nana plant everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4pZMydnsI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BApz0c1JG1w/s1600-h/100_2500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331744521759596226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4pZMydnsI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BApz0c1JG1w/s320/100_2500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we had a great weekend at the beach, and got to visit our Granny, who is still going strong. I enjoy doing her errands she has for me everytime I visit...since both of my parents have passed, Granny is my mom too...Nana and I both love to go visit and take her out to dinner, or run some little errands with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was nice to get home...time to shift gears....getting ready for our grandson, and Carly's puppies..you can follow Carly on my other blog...watersideyorkies.blogspot.com...and of course I will be blogging about Ryder...he's a joy to my heart and I look forward to the time I will have with him in the coming days. He brings the child out in me...so we have alot in common.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little wisdom for  today...love each day to the fullest, love all in your life to the most, and love doing what your doing, life is too short to waste with no love in it... Nana I Love You...thank you for a great weekend...we made it home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/747833163473986610-510052505958099134?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/510052505958099134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/pawpaw-and-nanas-early-mothers-day-trip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/510052505958099134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/510052505958099134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/05/pawpaw-and-nanas-early-mothers-day-trip.html' title='Pawpaw and Nana&apos;s Early Mother&apos;s Day Trip to Granny&apos;s'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Sf4qQul_YGI/AAAAAAAAAWo/a5dYbcrdkXE/s72-c/100_2493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-8926396069203556407</id><published>2009-04-28T09:28:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T15:22:19.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowberry Clearwing Moth - Harmless, Yeah Right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcuTw9-KQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Oep4bQuRHns/s1600-h/snowberry_clearwing_moth_link2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329779601113491714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcuTw9-KQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Oep4bQuRHns/s320/snowberry_clearwing_moth_link2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was that thing that just buzzed my head...a small plane....a giant bee...some kind of hummingbird...it just scared the crap out of me. I know look it up on the net...I had a mission...find out what that thing was. And could it sting me, or bite me? Should I start packing up the wife and dogs and head out...time to sell before they take over.So I started to try and find out about that giant bee like creature..or was it even a bee. I searched until I found a message board that told the same story...outside in yard when a giant bee buzzed their head too...but it's not a bee..it's a moth...a giant moth at least. A Snowberry Clearwing, or Hummingbird Moth, part of the Sphinx Moth family. And no friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They begin their life as another foe of mine and many other gardeners...the tomato hornworm. Not only did I find out about that giant bee like creature flying over my head, but found out where those damn hornworms come from...my tomato's and me both hate them. For years I have tried alot of stuff to keep those pests from eating my plants. I now know the rest of the story...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGZi_q5hI/AAAAAAAAAUM/6na5GYDZddw/s1600-h/catepillar+of+hummingbird+moth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 59px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329735719976625682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGZi_q5hI/AAAAAAAAAUM/6na5GYDZddw/s320/catepillar+of+hummingbird+moth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find cut holes in your leaves and if you stare hard enough..the hornworm himself...eating and ruining your hard earn work. You spend hours planting and watering tomato plants only to find blossoms eaten and stems limp and fallen over. Damn those hornworms, they have struck again. And now I know their story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGFnc5nKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DhHoQ0tnW9w/s1600-h/hummingbird_moth_caterpillars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329735377575582882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGFnc5nKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DhHoQ0tnW9w/s320/hummingbird_moth_caterpillars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowberry Clearwing Moths resemble a bumblebee more than a hummingbird, but are often mistaken for a hummingbird. They hover while feeding, but will land more often than hummingbirds will. You'll notice that they have antennae, birds don't...but at 30 mph..who can see those things out of their heads. They also have a long straw like tongue, but there again, who can see it at buzz speed. I saw a 2-3 bee like creature coming at me...I didn't have time to check for parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGFZy5k8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/65g2hgetzys/s1600-h/hummingbird+moth3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329735373909758914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGFZy5k8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/65g2hgetzys/s320/hummingbird+moth3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't sting or bite, but who knew that. Once you realize you aren't going to be stung, they become unique creatures of nature. Coming out in March and staying until September, I have months to watch as they lay eggs and eat my tomato's..lovely. But wait, they are to also do good...they help pollinate plants and flowers by carrying pollen on their fuzzy bodies. Seems when they eat...they buzz the pollen onto their bodies and carrry it from plant to plant...so they help my garden as they eat my garden...great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGFaIoXfI/AAAAAAAAAT0/M_JJAZONquU/s1600-h/hummingbird+moth+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329735374000905714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGFaIoXfI/AAAAAAAAAT0/M_JJAZONquU/s320/hummingbird+moth+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So what appears to be a bee is a moth. And unlike most moths, flies around during the day. Well, buzzes around I should say. Zipping back and forth, like a hummingbird, eating nectar from plants and scaring the crap out of people. When you hear a loud buzz in your ear...bee comes to mind first...not a moth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGFKc6zcI/AAAAAAAAATs/cvJzYkxUBII/s1600-h/hummingbird+moth+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329735369791032770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGFKc6zcI/AAAAAAAAATs/cvJzYkxUBII/s320/hummingbird+moth+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So now I know...what it is and how not to run like a wildman around my yard...yeah right..next time I will still run like a crazyman...buzzing still equals bee...at least in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGFO7vXjI/AAAAAAAAATk/rsfS2GFAeUo/s1600-h/snowberry_clearwing_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329735370994048562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcGFO7vXjI/AAAAAAAAATk/rsfS2GFAeUo/s320/snowberry_clearwing_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They still look evil, even as moths...black bodies, yellow stripes...looks more like a bee, but flies like a hummingbird...mother nature playing games with me...but now I know..and hopefully I will do some good by telling this story...Pawpaw's Wisdom for today...if you hear a buzzing sound in your ear..run like heck...it's a bee...ain't no moth sound like that...see...even Pawpaw will take a while to learn from his own wisdom...stop, look and learn about whatever you see in life. Stop rushing around, slow down and enjoy life, we only get one. Look around you and appreciate what you have and who you have, life is very enjoyable if you see what you really have. And learn from what God has given us, let his lessons of life be in our life. With God in your heart and a little wisdom, we can accomplish his lessons he has laid out for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/747833163473986610-8926396069203556407?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8926396069203556407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/snowberry-clearwing-moth-harmless-yeah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8926396069203556407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8926396069203556407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/snowberry-clearwing-moth-harmless-yeah.html' title='Snowberry Clearwing Moth - Harmless, Yeah Right.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfcuTw9-KQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Oep4bQuRHns/s72-c/snowberry_clearwing_moth_link2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-2117899625400346839</id><published>2009-04-25T22:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:20:12.942-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pawpaw..look at me...I'm doing something cute again</title><content type='html'>Hey Pawpaw..how do you get this thing going...I don't see a ignition key...what..I have to walk around...come on Pawpaw, have you not heard of Powerwheels. Oh well, let me see what I can do with this anyway.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfPMn5-xWzI/AAAAAAAAATc/l8kx5-RGSAM/s1600-h/100_2466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328827770060495666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfPMn5-xWzI/AAAAAAAAATc/l8kx5-RGSAM/s320/100_2466.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey...look at that Nana...how did that baby get that part for the E-trade commercials..I know I'm cuter than he is. What kinda pay do you think he gets...I need a agent I think.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfPMnZ06s9I/AAAAAAAAATU/JzTT22k915g/s1600-h/100_2447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328827761429230546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfPMnZ06s9I/AAAAAAAAATU/JzTT22k915g/s320/100_2447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pawpaw is that you behind that camera...stop taking my picture and play with me will ya. Mom and Dad will be calling soon and I'll have to leave. Do something funny and make me laugh. Come on Pawpaw I know you love to dance...act silly and dance for me.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfPMmxfrI_I/AAAAAAAAATM/5ojrgyx6QLA/s1600-h/100_2456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328827750602712050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfPMmxfrI_I/AAAAAAAAATM/5ojrgyx6QLA/s320/100_2456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had Ryder for a little while Saturday evening...his parents had some errands to run...so we met them at a nearby shopping center and took him for a nice walk around the shopping area, then on to home to play. We ran into some people we knew and they all said what we already knew...Ryder is a cutie...but we told them thank you and just smiled...we didn't want to be too full of ourselves...we know he's cute...look at him...lookout girls...here he comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-105eb611747a9bf7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D105eb611747a9bf7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330036644%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60BFCBDC875E9EC6C9BC647FF3EF30CE7235BFF6.3DF564E696616B85A64EA3EB46CF1097529B12C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D105eb611747a9bf7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPaEmZZO-dSLBHwkrKSO4tbri8iQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D105eb611747a9bf7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330036644%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60BFCBDC875E9EC6C9BC647FF3EF30CE7235BFF6.3DF564E696616B85A64EA3EB46CF1097529B12C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D105eb611747a9bf7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPaEmZZO-dSLBHwkrKSO4tbri8iQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Ryder found himself a bucket of fun, or should I say..just a bucket...it has a rattle attached...and he loved it. At one point he almost put it on like a Shriner's hat...he really enjoyed playing with it. And as he dad likes to say ..."he'll sleep good tonight". Nana and I had a great time keeping Ryder while they ran errands. We later went and met them to return Ryder. It was a win, win situation for all of us. We love that little guy...and his parents too. It was a great evening for all...maybe they'll have more errands and need us again real soon....how's tomorrow...ok...I'll be patient...no I won't.&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/747833163473986610-2117899625400346839?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=105eb611747a9bf7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2117899625400346839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/pawpawlook-at-mei.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2117899625400346839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2117899625400346839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/pawpawlook-at-mei.html' title='Pawpaw..look at me...I&apos;m doing something cute again'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfPMn5-xWzI/AAAAAAAAATc/l8kx5-RGSAM/s72-c/100_2466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-3827273711454616519</id><published>2009-04-23T10:12:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:45:39.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Did I Choose The Name PawPaw?</title><content type='html'>I could be Grandpa, Granddad, Pappy...whatever, but I decided that I wanted to be called Pawpaw. Why Pawpaw...it's a memory I have of days gone by. You see a good friend of mine had some property in the family, along a beautiful river called the Cacapon River, in West Virginia. It is located just west of Berkley Springs, which is highlighted by the red dot below. Home of America's first spa, dating back to 1747. Paw Paw, West Virginia had a population of only 524 people in 2000, yet stands out in my mind as if it was a major city.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB-pIo_vhI/AAAAAAAAARU/t58QvRJHL7Y/s1600-h/229px-WVMap-doton-PawPaw.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327897604338466322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB-pIo_vhI/AAAAAAAAARU/t58QvRJHL7Y/s320/229px-WVMap-doton-PawPaw.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the eastern part of West Virginia, and just out of my homestate of Virginia, was this beautiful country riverfront campsite. My friend's property was off the beaten path, no paved roads to this place. But it was worth every pothole and bump off Route 9.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6z4whY2I/AAAAAAAAARM/V5p_fZhjbvk/s1600-h/back+roads+of+wva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327893391007114082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6z4whY2I/AAAAAAAAARM/V5p_fZhjbvk/s320/back+roads+of+wva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But once you got to the "hu", a hut that was falling down, you got to see some of Gods best work. Rolling riverfront, animals running around and as quiet as if you were sitting on a star and looking down at earth.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6zyADBGI/AAAAAAAAARE/mnLyIodmm6g/s1600-h/cacapon+river+wide+angle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327893389193184354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6zyADBGI/AAAAAAAAARE/mnLyIodmm6g/s320/cacapon+river+wide+angle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You could go fishing, swimming or take a hike along trails made by generations of backpackers, maybe even historians. And once you reach the top of a mountain you could see for miles, and miles. The Cacapon River, Potomac River...it that Russia across the water...no that was someone else who say that..anyway beautiful landscape, still undeveloped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6z_wOrII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/l_-R1ktfVXI/s1600-h/view+from+mountain+top+near+paw+paw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327893392884935810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6z_wOrII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/l_-R1ktfVXI/s320/view+from+mountain+top+near+paw+paw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh spring water would run out of the mountains. It was the coldest water I ever tasted, I can almost feel the coldness thinking about it. And after hiking or swiming, nice cold water hit the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6E63zxBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/BFM4eZ4I_NU/s1600-h/mountain+springs+in+wva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327892584120697874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6E63zxBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/BFM4eZ4I_NU/s320/mountain+springs+in+wva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of swimming, this looked like the same diving spot we use to jump off into the river..I remember the time that I dove head first and hit bottom...might be why I am the way I am...but I enjoyed it. We would bring tubes to the "hu", hut, and raft down the river. No one around, camping under the stars or in a tent...peaceful times and great memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6E3kUOaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/GMA0AjX6kkA/s1600-h/old+diving+hole+cacapon+river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327892583233632674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6E3kUOaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/GMA0AjX6kkA/s320/old+diving+hole+cacapon+river.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I won't say it wasn't scary...the first couple of times we went I hardly slept...never saw darkness so black..made ya think of the boogieman in the woods you always heard about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We would cook over a fire, drink a few brews, and enjoy the time we had in Gods country. Well, except the time I fell in the river with my waders on...boy did I shoot down those rapids fast...but the Lord was watching over me. Great times, and with a great friend. Luckily I have found that friend again recently...he and I have known each other for 47 years...I lost him for awhile but have remade contact and look forward to catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6EtoN8lI/AAAAAAAAAQk/fYzi45FY4Fo/s1600-h/BerkeleyCastle_WestVirginia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327892580565643858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB6EtoN8lI/AAAAAAAAAQk/fYzi45FY4Fo/s320/BerkeleyCastle_WestVirginia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "hu", hut, never looked like this castle that is in nearby Berkley Springs, West Virginia, but to us they both were impossible to knock down. The hut was flooded many times and mother nature wasn't kind to it, yet it never was distroyed. I wonder if it still is standing...it's been a long time since I have been up there...I'll have to ask my friend.&lt;br /&gt;So Pawpaw is a reminder for me to be the grandfather I never had..I always said I was my own Grandpa...sadly I had to learn lifes twist and turns on my own. It would have been nice to have had a Pawpaw who could take me places, do things with me...I will do that for my grandkids...I have a mission in life. I will think back to my time I spent in the hills of West Virginia...maybe someday I'll take a grandchild up that way and go exploring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Pawpaw's Wisdom is this...look up that old friend who you lost...the one that really help make you who you are...find them and keep in touch...we let people go so easily. And remember the best time in your childhood and redo it with your child or children...pass on the memories of a lifttime that you cherish today. Stop and enjoy life, love your kids or grandkids, and make memories with them that someday they will remember long, long from now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope my grandkids will say someday "Remember when Pawpaw did.......", it's up to me. I have a mission in life...and with God's help and a little time I will fulfill that mission.&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-3827273711454616519?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3827273711454616519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-did-i-choose-name-pawpaw.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3827273711454616519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3827273711454616519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-did-i-choose-name-pawpaw.html' title='Why Did I Choose The Name PawPaw?'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SfB-pIo_vhI/AAAAAAAAARU/t58QvRJHL7Y/s72-c/229px-WVMap-doton-PawPaw.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-2485718803168014682</id><published>2009-04-21T09:23:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:03:57.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Years of Love, Family and A Blessing</title><content type='html'>Has it really been 2 years since I walked Laura down the aisle. It seems like it was only a few months ago, until I look back at all the wonderful things that has happened in my daughter's life. I was a very proud Dad that day. She looked beautiful, and the Lord had blessed us with a great day. A great day to begin the marriage of two people who were meant for each other.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3iCk4itwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_QVZsJVm2aU/s1600-h/100_2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327162468137613058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3iCk4itwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_QVZsJVm2aU/s320/100_2430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first met Scot I knew, as Laura did, that he was the perfect man for my daughter. He has everything a Dad would want for his daughter. I am proud to call him my Son-In-Law.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3Nc88o7II/AAAAAAAAAPc/xrlvULoTdHc/s1600-h/100_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327139831529663618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3Nc88o7II/AAAAAAAAAPc/xrlvULoTdHc/s320/100_0131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their love grew each moment they were together. Scot even took on the responsibility of Tucker, their "fur" baby. The early makings of a beautiful family had begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3NcgXmqfI/AAAAAAAAAPU/bGq76kE_yx4/s1600-h/100_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327139823858133490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3NcgXmqfI/AAAAAAAAAPU/bGq76kE_yx4/s320/100_0459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scot and Laura set a date and a wedding soon began to be planned. Laura found the perfect dress, she looked so beautiful. When she asked me if I would walk her down the aisle I felt honored, and proud of the way Nana's and Pawpaw's girl had turned into a woman.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3NcUVg8EI/AAAAAAAAAPM/JZQpCGZaOZQ/s1600-h/100_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327139820628144194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3NcUVg8EI/AAAAAAAAAPM/JZQpCGZaOZQ/s320/100_0303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At rehearsal I walked Laura down the aisle. I think my heart was beating as fast as hers. I was a proud Dad that moment, and still am to this day. When I married Laura's mom, I got 2 bonuses. Another son, Eric and my daughter Laura. I don't call them steps, I claim them as if they were Elsie's and mine, the only steps in my house lead to upstairs. Along with my son from the first marriage, Matt, we became a family of 5. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327138952595786418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3MpyqeSrI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qw0ESvlKHWQ/s320/100_0355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal went well, now if only the weather held up. Your never know what Mother Nature has instored for you when you plan a outdoor wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3MpZ9w33I/AAAAAAAAAO8/sl_B_01YQco/s1600-h/100_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327138945965809522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3MpZ9w33I/AAAAAAAAAO8/sl_B_01YQco/s320/100_0360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But it was a great day that the Lord had given us, and the wedding was beautiful. Tears filled our eyes, as two people began a life together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since then, we have all gotten to know each other better and have many great times together. We aren't perfect, but we are family.                                                                                                  Who else but Scot would go surfing with the dogs with me. He is a team player, who can play on my team anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3MpKhnLjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qTU2YjB6GcE/s1600-h/100_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327138941821201970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3MpKhnLjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qTU2YjB6GcE/s320/100_0528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last November they were blessed with a addition to their family. Ryder came into their lives, all of our lives, and has not stopped filling it with joy since the second he appeared. He has two great parents who adore and love him. And my wife and I became Nana and Pawpaw to the most handsome little man around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3MpM_9vsI/AAAAAAAAAOs/lTUSuMRC0Rk/s1600-h/Ryder_Blanket.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327138942485380802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3MpM_9vsI/AAAAAAAAAOs/lTUSuMRC0Rk/s320/Ryder_Blanket.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's been 5 months already, time does go by quickly. Nothing can symbolize Scot and Laura's anniversary, and their life together better then Ryder's smile...perfect. The Lord has always been part of Scot and Laura's life and he has blessed them many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3Mo4q02BI/AAAAAAAAAOk/fLK12Hf5vrY/s1600-h/easter+gelinas"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327138937028007954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3Mo4q02BI/AAAAAAAAAOk/fLK12Hf5vrY/s320/easter+gelinas" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Together they will make a difference in the world, in Ryder and in Pawpaw's life. I get tearful when I see how much they love each other and have the foundation for a strong, loving family. Happy Anniversary Kids...I Love You Both. And when Nana and I watch Ryder as you go out to eat tonight..remember all that the Lord has given you...2 years of love and friendship, lots of family that love you both, and many blessings, with Ryder leading the list. When you look into his eyes..see the love you and Scot have and the result that it has given you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary Kids...Pawpaw's Wisdom to you is keep doing what your doing...I can't recommend any changes...your actions make Pawpaw a very proud man, a very proud Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-2485718803168014682?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2485718803168014682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-years-of-love-family-and-blessing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2485718803168014682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/2485718803168014682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-years-of-love-family-and-blessing.html' title='2 Years of Love, Family and A Blessing'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se3iCk4itwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_QVZsJVm2aU/s72-c/100_2430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-3288679677690725220</id><published>2009-04-19T16:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:01:31.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sping is in the Air..time to plant some 'maters..</title><content type='html'>Well, Spring has finally arrived, yet Mother Nature stills keeps us on edge with cool days and frost at night. It's time when pansies start to disappear, and new flowers begin to pop up.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuJPteRqfI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Czsb0Zce7Dc/s1600-h/100_2406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326501887293368818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuJPteRqfI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Czsb0Zce7Dc/s320/100_2406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bulbs have started to pop out of the ground and show us their lovely colors. It's a time to try and remember what you planted, and where you planted it. And when you see something strange coming out of the ground, try and figure out how that got in to your garden...squirrels ...Mother Nature's way of messing with our minds...I never planted that bulb...did you.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuJPV4kDvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IrRnlFlbSK4/s1600-h/100_2408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326501880961175282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuJPV4kDvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IrRnlFlbSK4/s320/100_2408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clematis vines have begun to errupt with blossums and greenery. A light shower waters them as I take their photo....say "cheese"..got ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuJPPW2xAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Mr8Dv7fdGI0/s1600-h/100_2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326501879209182210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuJPPW2xAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Mr8Dv7fdGI0/s320/100_2403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gerber Daisies are one of Nana's and Pawpaw's favorites. Every year we have to buy a few to add to our garden.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuIls_4nGI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AJDa8I-xIN0/s1600-h/100_2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326501165611392098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuIls_4nGI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AJDa8I-xIN0/s320/100_2401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilac has begun to fill the air...it's a pleasure to walk the dogs when lilac's in the air...well, until the dogs do what they do best...if you know what I mean. Maybe more lilac would help that situation out...note to Pawpaw..plant more lilac around the yard.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuIlXfnsAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PuwNKEw_WBs/s1600-h/100_2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326501159838920706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuIlXfnsAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PuwNKEw_WBs/s320/100_2411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went for more plants..and now it's time to get digging in the dirt. We love to plant our gardens..one for the many flowers we love to have around us, and two, the vegetable garden we plant for it's 'mater timer...wasn't there a song about that...no that's "hammer time".&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuIkYqviSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cwXoS1QZPj0/s1600-h/100_2412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326501142974138658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuIkYqviSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cwXoS1QZPj0/s320/100_2412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, little 'maters have begun to push their way up to the sky. With a little love, a little water, and a lot of time, we will have 6-7 types of tomatoes this year....nothing better. And what we can't eat, or give away..Nana will freeze for her many recipes. Nana loves to cook with "fresh" veggies.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuIj78r_iI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YlF84Key0jo/s1600-h/100_2405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326501135264775714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuIj78r_iI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YlF84Key0jo/s320/100_2405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So "Pawpaw's Wisdom" is this...buy some seeds and get a container. Purchase some good planting soil, not top soil, and plant a little garden...whether it's flowers or veggies...you will appreciate what great things can come from alittle time and alittle effort..the same affect can be applied in your daily life. Take time and smell the roses, so to speak. Great things take time to develope, that time while waiting is God's way to humble us. For if we were given everything, we wouldn't appreciate what we do have. And if you plant some 'maters, you can have a really good sandwich on white bread and alittle mayo...Nana is it dinner time yet..Pawpaw's hungry..again.&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/747833163473986610-3288679677690725220?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3288679677690725220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/sping-is-in-airtime-to-plant-some.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3288679677690725220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/3288679677690725220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/sping-is-in-airtime-to-plant-some.html' title='Sping is in the Air..time to plant some &apos;maters..'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeuJPteRqfI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Czsb0Zce7Dc/s72-c/100_2406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-7153391804687677500</id><published>2009-04-14T11:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:16:14.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter at Holden Follow-Up</title><content type='html'>Well it seems I found time to update Pawpaw's and Nana's Easter weekend...it was a lovely time with Nana's momma, our daughter and husband, and our grandson...who had his first Easter and his first visit to Holden Beach.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeSyRpgOacI/AAAAAAAAAGw/niPe5AwES3U/s1600-h/paradise+cafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324576675727305154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeSyRpgOacI/AAAAAAAAAGw/niPe5AwES3U/s320/paradise+cafe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ate lunch one day at Paradise Cafe...good food and great company made it a special afternoon. It's one of our favorite places to eat and drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeSyRRHx2rI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2mWbTIfKtmw/s1600-h/provisions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324576669182319282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeSyRRHx2rI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2mWbTIfKtmw/s320/provisions.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scot and Laura went to the Provision Company one afternoon, while Nana and Pawpaw watched  Ryder. It was fun for all of us. This place is ideal for people watching, a sport Nana and Pawpaw love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeSyRclLfQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jCgLtVtA9n8/s1600-h/holden+beach+intracoastal+waterway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324576672258424066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeSyRclLfQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jCgLtVtA9n8/s320/holden+beach+intracoastal+waterway.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holden Beach is a very quiet, family beach that doesn't have all the hustle and bustle of Myrtle Beach. Not great waves for surfing, but big enough to have fun in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeSyRH-TTzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/nut_BmKIC3Q/s1600-h/sunrise+at+holden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324576666726649650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeSyRH-TTzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/nut_BmKIC3Q/s320/sunrise+at+holden.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old and new cottages line the beach front, while the sun rises over their tops. A beautiful reminder of how lovely this place can be. It was too cool to swim, but Scot and Laura took Ryder for a walk along the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeSyQ3FBS0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZsJOQi-iljs/s1600-h/Bark+at+the+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324576662191426370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeSyQ3FBS0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZsJOQi-iljs/s320/Bark+at+the+beach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess top honors are still for the smallest member of our family. Little Tinkerbell Cupcake of Waterside won "smallest dog" at Bark At The Beach". A Easter Seal fund raiser that attracted about 65 dogs and raised about $5000. Sir Shiloh of Waterside, her uncle, was also entered, but didn't win like his niece. We missed the first two years of the contest somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holden Beach has always been a wonderful place to see family, visit neighbor's we haven't seen in a while, and eat at some of the best places around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No deep thoughts for this blog...only good memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/747833163473986610-7153391804687677500?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7153391804687677500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/yorkie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7153391804687677500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/7153391804687677500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/yorkie.html' title='Easter at Holden Follow-Up'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeSyRpgOacI/AAAAAAAAAGw/niPe5AwES3U/s72-c/paradise+cafe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-5962384665972276761</id><published>2009-04-13T14:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:03:16.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Fought the SD Card, And The Card Lost</title><content type='html'>Well I fought the SD card and the card lost. You almost didn't get to see the following pictures because Nana's camera ate them. It seems if you change batteries with the card in ...presto-chango...their gone. But with a little technology and some cash I got most of them back. Please enjoy Tori and Eric's rehearsal pictures, where on the following evening they had a beautiful wedding.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se9l3tT6k3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/xwESLSeRAmM/s1600-h/File0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327588891932922738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se9l3tT6k3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/xwESLSeRAmM/s320/File0482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tori and Eric run throught their lines, getting ready for the real thing the next night. The South Carolina Yacht Club was a beautiful backdrop for the ceremony. Large luxury boats and beautiful homes surrounded the patio area where the wedding took place.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeOHyX_Y02I/AAAAAAAAAFY/691hIAviUOA/s1600-h/File0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324248483985150818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeOHyX_Y02I/AAAAAAAAAFY/691hIAviUOA/s320/File0473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time seeing our relatives, and meeting Tori's new ones. I am glad I was able to get these pictures back for Nana...she loves her pictures and it almost killed her that they were gone. Who knows when all of us will ever get together again...Tori's family and friends, Eric's family and friends...what a lovely group of people indeed....well I was in a tux...and Nana looked beautiful...as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeOCiQCtsII/AAAAAAAAAFI/Q0kgDqGNtJQ/s1600-h/File0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324242709415571586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeOCiQCtsII/AAAAAAAAAFI/Q0kgDqGNtJQ/s320/File0480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Ryder was a trooper the whole time...Pawpaw, Nana, Uncle Steve and Aunt Paula took turns watching the little guy. The rehearsal was a great opportunity to introduce Ryder to all his new relatives, old relatives and everyone else who wanted to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeOCiPVk6nI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OTy6Kki55iY/s1600-h/File0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324242709226252914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeOCiPVk6nI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OTy6Kki55iY/s320/File0478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tori and Eric are blessed with two families that love and adore them to death. I am really proud of them myself and wish them all the happinest in the world. And with God in their hearts they will succeed in all that they attempt. They will have many more happy times in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeOCh8u5gXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/P8riWhZXGu8/s1600-h/File0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324242704232186226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeOCh8u5gXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/P8riWhZXGu8/s320/File0483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and Pawpaw looked like two proud parents at the rehearsal and the next day. Nana looked  beautiful in her tropical dress at the rehearsal and in her pink layers for the wedding. She was a very happy mother of the groom, as she watched her little boy grow up to be a man. Eric and Tori will hopefully be as happy as Pawpaw and Nana are. To share life's up's and downs and be supportive of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeOChsqI1hI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oVQ2pvcdAQE/s1600-h/File0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324242699917252114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeOChsqI1hI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oVQ2pvcdAQE/s320/File0466.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Pawpaw outfront of the South Carolina Yacht Club where our son got married, and began his life with Tori. She is as beautiful inside as she is outside and was welcomed with open arms to our family. I am really glad I was able to recover some of the pictures. As I regroup them I will post more and continue my story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pawpaw's wisdom for today is....never give up on things that matter, even if you only succeed alittle, it is better than giving up completely. Trying something and failing only teaches you what to do the next time. We learn from everything we do, good or bad. Ask for help if you need it, give help if they seek it, and find love, for with love you can rely on each other for help.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Eric and Tori and hope that your life together is as beautiful as Tori was on her wedding day. And as strong as Eric was handsome, as he gave his love to his bride.&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-5962384665972276761?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5962384665972276761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-fought-sd-card-and-card-lost.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5962384665972276761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5962384665972276761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-fought-sd-card-and-card-lost.html' title='I Fought the SD Card, And The Card Lost'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/Se9l3tT6k3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/xwESLSeRAmM/s72-c/File0482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-5306951106151100165</id><published>2009-04-12T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T13:57:26.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yorkie Wins Contest...Uncle is runner up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeN899ias8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/_7WkTKH9rSM/s1600-h/File0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324236588414841794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeN899ias8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/_7WkTKH9rSM/s320/File0148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeJ2SMXrfhI/AAAAAAAAACY/pnRDp2pnD6A/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323947764435615250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeJ2SMXrfhI/AAAAAAAAACY/pnRDp2pnD6A/s320/scan0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the week has come and gone and I am back home again. Nana and I went to Holden Beach, North Carolina for a few days with our daughter, her husband and of course Ryder, celebrating his first Easter.&lt;br /&gt;I still need to work on pictures for the wedding, but our camera went crazy and seems to have lost all our photos...Pawpaw's wisdom No. 1...empty the disk card often before the stupid thing empties and ruins your memories...it still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;So I will try and find some with friends and family and post a few. Or visit my daughters blog and see hers. Laura's blog is linked to mine.&lt;br /&gt;Holden Beach was really nice...the cottage had it's front and back porches redone and new shutters on the windows. Ryder went to the beach with mommy and daddy and he came back with sand in his toes. Nana and Pawpaw gave him a Hallmark bunny rabbit that sings and dances...he loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Nana and I went to "Bark at the Beach" with Shiloh and Tinkerbell, two of our yorkies. Nana entered them and guess what? Little Tinkerbell won first prize for "Smallest Dog". We came home with a champion...well sort of..her dog line has a list of true AKC Champions...she took a smaller trophy I know, but it's still counts in the eyes of all those people who came out to support Easter Seals and compete.&lt;br /&gt;Shiloh was nominated for Best Overall Dog, along with Tinkerbell but lost to a beautiful mixed white dog, a half Shih Tzu/half Bichon Frise male named Teddy. Not bad for their first competion, and the number of dogs at the contest. We were proud of our Waterside Herd, well half a herd. Since our camera went crazy we have no pictures...sadly...we will either get a new card or a new camera..Nana loves her pics...and I do to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-5306951106151100165?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5306951106151100165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-week-gone-byanother-adventure.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5306951106151100165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/5306951106151100165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-week-gone-byanother-adventure.html' title='Yorkie Wins Contest...Uncle is runner up.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeN899ias8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/_7WkTKH9rSM/s72-c/File0148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-8553611016335579650</id><published>2009-04-05T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:31:23.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend's over...A new chapter has begun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeKJhq9uPII/AAAAAAAAAD4/k1qSTXTxvkM/s1600-h/turtles+at+hilton+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323968921067207810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeKJhq9uPII/AAAAAAAAAD4/k1qSTXTxvkM/s320/turtles+at+hilton+head.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeKIwmEVGqI/AAAAAAAAADw/-tIDPv1Xft8/s1600-h/wide+beaches+at+hilton+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323968077939153570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeKIwmEVGqI/AAAAAAAAADw/-tIDPv1Xft8/s320/wide+beaches+at+hilton+head.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, Pawpaw and Nana made it back from Hilton Head Island in South Carolina. About a 4 hour drive from Charlotte. We had left our herd of Yorkies with a dog sitter and headed south. But it was worth it, with the fine dining, lovely wide beaches and wide life everywhere you looked. We found a pond with a ton of turtles...really we weighted them...well maybe half a ton...and it was also home to a alligator...which we didn't see, but talked to a couple who had seen it many times...note to self...don't buy in that development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeKIi0A0O3I/AAAAAAAAADo/3GUxugWnEBo/s1600-h/so.+carolina+yacht+club.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323967841164344178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeKIi0A0O3I/AAAAAAAAADo/3GUxugWnEBo/s320/so.+carolina+yacht+club.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We traveled to Hilton Head to be part of our son Eric, and Tori's wedding. It was held at Tori's dads yacht club, near where her parents have a home. A beautiful location with a backdrop of boats and homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeKIbGWKGMI/AAAAAAAAADg/mWUNI-gor54/s1600-h/windhclub8826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 277px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323967708646742210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeKIbGWKGMI/AAAAAAAAADg/mWUNI-gor54/s320/windhclub8826.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeKCv6QV2OI/AAAAAAAAADI/vWxtSzRGzaM/s1600-h/3468923-Charleys_Crab_restaurant_from_tour_vehicle-Hilton_Head_Island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323961469108607202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeKCv6QV2OI/AAAAAAAAADI/vWxtSzRGzaM/s320/3468923-Charleys_Crab_restaurant_from_tour_vehicle-Hilton_Head_Island.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our first night we went to dinner with Tori's family and friends to Charley's Crab. Pictured with the large crab at it's entrance. We both enjoyed the food and really enjoyed the opportunity to meet and get to know Tori's family. Her grandpa, Dude and I spent the evening talking and laughing. Hot topics like Politics, familiy and bloody mary's...told ya it was heavy...watch those olives Dude...they might be cheating you.&lt;br /&gt;The night was rehearsal night and we got to see the yacht club for the first time. Beautiful setting for a wedding. After we went through our moves we traveled to a local japanese steak house for dinner and fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday night was the wedding. Tori looked beautiful in her gown and Eric was handsome in his tux. And yes, I too wore a tux. But my breathe was really taken away by Nana's dress, and her lovely appearance by my side. Our daughter was also beautiful as one of the bride's maids and her husband was a groomsman. Seeing those two all dressed up reminded us of their wedding only a short time ago(it's been almost two years). Since then, they have been blessed with Ryder. He also was at the wedding, and was watched over by me, Nana, his Uncle Steve and his Aunt Paula...he was a very good baby for the wedding, but he's always a good boy in my eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got to meet alot of new people and see old friends and family. Nana and I, both want to thank all who came and shared this lovely moment in our lives, and the lives of our children. We hope that Eric and Tori have a blessed life, and are proud that they have started by finding the Lord Jesus Christ, and have let him guide their lives. We love you Eric and Tori, and wish you all the best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Pawpaw's wisdom is this...remember that with each new day a new beginning starts and an old one ends...it's what you do in that time that is important. Make the time in life's journey special each moment, each day. Find true love and enjoy life to the fullest...deep thoughts from Pawpaw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And if you want to go a beautiful island for a vacation, a reunion or a wedding...try Hilton Head...it has some of the best food I have had...Old Fort Pub...the view, the food...Charley's Crab...good times and food...and beaches that are wide and clean...a family friendly island located just hours away. I'm not AAA, but here's my trip map...have fun and enjoy the place where our son and daughter-in-law began their lives together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SdsZD-TNp4I/AAAAAAAAABo/_x7cfMtDRJY/s1600-h/bluffton,+sc+map.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321874940722259842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SdsZD-TNp4I/AAAAAAAAABo/_x7cfMtDRJY/s320/bluffton,+sc+map.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-8553611016335579650?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8553611016335579650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekends-overa-new-chapter-has-begun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8553611016335579650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/8553611016335579650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekends-overa-new-chapter-has-begun.html' title='Weekend&apos;s over...A new chapter has begun.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SeKJhq9uPII/AAAAAAAAAD4/k1qSTXTxvkM/s72-c/turtles+at+hilton+head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-589969948947682546</id><published>2009-04-01T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:51:21.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool's Day...we really don't need the jokes.</title><content type='html'>Well April Fool's day is here...lookout world..please no more pranks...life has had enough and so have I. And now a virus is out and about...great.&lt;br /&gt;The wedding is only days away...Eric and Tori should have great wheather last time I checked. Elsie and I are so happy for them and proud of them too. We love them both, and welcome Tori to the family officially this weekend. She and Eric are meant for each other and have a long life of love and marriage ahead.&lt;br /&gt;My tux is in, great, check that off my list...now I only have to pack...we leave Thursday for Hilton Head, SC where the wedding is.  The herd will be dogsat, and have visitors checking on them over the weekend. They are our furry babies you know!&lt;br /&gt;Well I checked my emails today and found one from a childhood friend I have been searching for months, crap...years....IT CAN'T BE A FOOL'S JOKE....could it? Hope not, Bill and I went to kindergarden together...and with mom and day gone, kids having their kids, getting married I have been thinking of past times in life and have begun to try and piece them together. I recently sent a email to my half-aunt that I never even knew existed. Seems my Pop had a half sister who he never knew, or never told me about it...so hopefully we can all get back or start to fill the pieces of my life's puzzle and theirs too.&lt;br /&gt;So my wisdom for today is...never completely close those doors of life behind you..you may someday want to reopen them, they may hold a valuable piece to your life's journey, and a whole lot of memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-589969948947682546?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/589969948947682546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools-daywe-really-dont-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/589969948947682546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/589969948947682546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools-daywe-really-dont-need.html' title='April Fool&apos;s Day...we really don&apos;t need the jokes.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-1686244587522773490</id><published>2009-03-31T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:38:25.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watersideyorkie has been formed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SdIaoowSCcI/AAAAAAAAABg/j54J9EUP2Ms/s1600-h/100_2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319343395314993602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SdIaoowSCcI/AAAAAAAAABg/j54J9EUP2Ms/s320/100_2024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I took the time finally to design a business card for our yorkies....people always ask if we have a card...we had no cards..we had no name..no email address...we do now..Waterside Yorkie is up and going...email us at &lt;a href="mailto:Watersideyorkie@yahoo.com"&gt;Watersideyorkie@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; for questions or comments about yorkies...we have 4 and Carly is possibly due late May..we just breed her and it takes 63 days til delivery date...we have been breeding yorkies for numerous years and have 4 generations of our dogs. So hopefully this summer we will be playing with puppies. We have had numerous people asking for a puppy, and with our bloodines being full of champions we won't have any problems finding homes for our yorkies. I'll let you know how Carly Cupcake is doing from time to time. I quess that's it for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-1686244587522773490?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1686244587522773490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/03/watersideyorkie-has-been-formed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1686244587522773490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/1686244587522773490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/03/watersideyorkie-has-been-formed.html' title='Watersideyorkie has been formed.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SdIaoowSCcI/AAAAAAAAABg/j54J9EUP2Ms/s72-c/100_2024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747833163473986610.post-4668390192950063757</id><published>2009-03-30T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:37:05.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One...a new beginning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SdGKDufeTaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/73yq9EBr1A4/s1600-h/100_2032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319184431525547426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SdGKDufeTaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/73yq9EBr1A4/s320/100_2032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's Monday, March 30th, 2009...a new blog has begun. Well, maybe it's not a blog unless you have great wisdom or thought. I will try to add great humor to life's turns that come with each days beginning. I hope you enjoy reading the life of a Pawpaw, grandfather to Ryder and to soon another grandbaby in August.&lt;br /&gt;My wife, Elsie, and I have three children, 4 yorkies and currently live outisde of Charlotte, NC. (Pictured here with Ryder-our grandson)&lt;br /&gt;I am currently unemployed, but with God's will, will land on my feet as I always do. I can only hope the world will get better, not only for me, but for my grandkids. I don't want their lives to suffer for our sins today.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will be enlightened by my wisdom, my humor and my life's travel. Please comment on anything or everything, I look forward to hearing from all.&lt;br /&gt;But also remember I am new to this blogging world and may make a mistake or three...I apologize in advance for any toes I step on and any feelings I offend.&lt;br /&gt;Sit back and enjoy like through my eyes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/747833163473986610-4668390192950063757?l=pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4668390192950063757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-onea-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4668390192950063757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/747833163473986610/posts/default/4668390192950063757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawpawswisdom.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-onea-new-beginning.html' title='Day One...a new beginning.'/><author><name>Pawpaw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/TIE1br_JaCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eNkEaWLbXsY/S220/tinker,ryder+and+pawpaws+hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8l7VA1bMIQE/SdGKDufeTaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/73yq9EBr1A4/s72-c/100_2032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
