<?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-1919937281435213391</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:46:50.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pecks Palace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-324815377500652027</id><published>2011-01-21T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T19:41:30.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust.......</title><content type='html'>Today, giving much thought to TRUST, I am reminded that Faith is believing in something or some One who is trustworthy. It is NOT just believing that God WILL do something. Not long ago I saw a church sign which read; "Faith is not believing that God can; it's believing that God will." I gave that some thought and just cannot come away believing that statement. Sometimes God just does not choose to do what we think He should do in a way that we think He should do it. Not that He Can't; it is just He does NOT CHOOSE to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this season in our lives with the situation we are facing with the baby; I am learning and trying to keep the faith even when I cannot see. I don't think I realized before how difficult it can be. But one thing I do know.....My God CAN do anything!!!! I reaffirm through scripture time and time again that GOD CAN. Will He? Will He change our situation??? I don't know; but even if He does not choose to work in that manner; by healing our little one so that we can bring it home to raise; I have no doubt that He CAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone recently said that she believed God was using our situation to show His power. I do believe that God will show His power!! He will be glorified!!! It's just sometimes, I can't get it through my thick skull that God may glorify Himself through another way....some way that I wouldn't even think of. But can I trust??? Can I throw myself into His arms and really say "Here Lord....I TRUST YOU!!???"  Yes I can!!! Lord, You do it your way.....in Your Time!!    TRUST!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-324815377500652027?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/324815377500652027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=324815377500652027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/324815377500652027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/324815377500652027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2011/01/trust.html' title='Trust.......'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-9005247734174419660</id><published>2010-09-27T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T11:13:59.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDeNDki0pI/AAAAAAAAAPo/gU5ppyEHebI/s1600/101_3543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521657459034477202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDeNDki0pI/AAAAAAAAAPo/gU5ppyEHebI/s320/101_3543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this was our favorite place, I think. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDdM1KOJyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/0STScmNOOaY/s1600/101_3532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521656355654346530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDdM1KOJyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/0STScmNOOaY/s320/101_3532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids LOVED the dolphin show....came home and immediately mimicked them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDdMlCR0AI/AAAAAAAAAPY/evPXt8F0A-g/s1600/101_3558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521656351326064642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDdMlCR0AI/AAAAAAAAAPY/evPXt8F0A-g/s320/101_3558.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Petting the goats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDdLt8T3GI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UTM89wmDXtI/s1600/101_3545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521656336537082978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDdLt8T3GI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UTM89wmDXtI/s320/101_3545.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The group waiting on the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDc169yhiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7f4PSaPhELw/s1600/101_3541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521655962075825698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDc169yhiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7f4PSaPhELw/s320/101_3541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first roller coaster ride for several in our group....they loved it!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Pictures following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDc1kiB-8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/zNuRuo07vRw/s1600/101_3538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521655956053818306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDc1kiB-8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/zNuRuo07vRw/s320/101_3538.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDc1RtN3GI/AAAAAAAAAO4/uwrAROITMDs/s1600/101_3531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521655951000460386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDc1RtN3GI/AAAAAAAAAO4/uwrAROITMDs/s320/101_3531.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDc07jtcgI/AAAAAAAAAOw/wchhDI5jBVA/s1600/101_3530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521655945055007234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDc07jtcgI/AAAAAAAAAOw/wchhDI5jBVA/s320/101_3530.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kids were soooo excited to be going to the zoo and all had their sunglasses on top of their heads :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDc0vpFUOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/0QePnlf1ROQ/s1600/101_3526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521655941856317666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDc0vpFUOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/0QePnlf1ROQ/s320/101_3526.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather was perfect&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-9005247734174419660?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/9005247734174419660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=9005247734174419660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/9005247734174419660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/9005247734174419660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2010/09/zoo-day.html' title='Zoo Day'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDeNDki0pI/AAAAAAAAAPo/gU5ppyEHebI/s72-c/101_3543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-7944530343251495109</id><published>2010-09-27T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T11:02:46.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More New Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDcENHHBGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GPd7IhaSRj0/s1600/101_3505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521655107953296482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDcENHHBGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GPd7IhaSRj0/s320/101_3505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDcD1ZA7DI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9cmEqwjnnkc/s1600/101_3504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521655101585943602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDcD1ZA7DI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9cmEqwjnnkc/s320/101_3504.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDcDhxRjdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/SjQm7HBcPMk/s1600/101_3503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521655096318987730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDcDhxRjdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/SjQm7HBcPMk/s320/101_3503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another year has begun and another baby started Kindergarten this year. Here are some of her pictures :) Hard to believe how fast time flies!!  She is LOVING it!!!&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/1919937281435213391-7944530343251495109?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7944530343251495109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=7944530343251495109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7944530343251495109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7944530343251495109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2010/09/more-new-happenings.html' title='More New Happenings'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TKDcENHHBGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GPd7IhaSRj0/s72-c/101_3505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-7830385622378858106</id><published>2010-07-06T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T08:30:12.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Restlessness</title><content type='html'>Today I awoke with a feeling of restlessness and other emotions.  Just wondering what is going to happen in my future and the future of my family.  Feelings of excitement mixed with fear amerge sometimes, so it is good to know in whom I trust and to know that God is on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the song I read this morning that ministered to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE STILL MY SOUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side.&lt;br /&gt;Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain.&lt;br /&gt;Leave to thy God to order and provide;&lt;br /&gt;In every change He faithful will remain.&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my soul; they best, they heav'nly Friend&lt;br /&gt;Thro' thorny ways leads to a joyful end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still my sou; thy God doth undertake&lt;br /&gt;To guide the future as He has the past.&lt;br /&gt;Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;&lt;br /&gt;All now mysterious shall be bright at last.&lt;br /&gt;Be stil, my soul; the waves and wind still know&lt;br /&gt;His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my soul; the hour is hast'ning on&lt;br /&gt;When we shall be forever witht he Lord,&lt;br /&gt;When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past,&lt;br /&gt;All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-7830385622378858106?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7830385622378858106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=7830385622378858106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7830385622378858106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7830385622378858106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-my-restlessness.html' title='In my Restlessness'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-5676448418225831346</id><published>2010-06-03T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T14:01:37.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Life Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TAgX3lW-WqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/t9Jp6UIof7w/s1600/101_3376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478655190384925346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TAgX3lW-WqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/t9Jp6UIof7w/s320/101_3376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TAgX3NrPKPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/dWiCA64OdOg/s1600/101_3375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478655184027461874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TAgX3NrPKPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/dWiCA64OdOg/s320/101_3375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TAgX2mgRYmI/AAAAAAAAANw/84-i3qy1gnc/s1600/101_3374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478655173512487522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TAgX2mgRYmI/AAAAAAAAANw/84-i3qy1gnc/s320/101_3374.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TAgX1zJVvNI/AAAAAAAAANo/qfeC0yEMPoY/s1600/101_3373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478655159726095570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TAgX1zJVvNI/AAAAAAAAANo/qfeC0yEMPoY/s320/101_3373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a busy day. I watched 3 extra kids this morning for a while, then my sister and I took the kids to the park in town. It was fun!! We got to go in the petting zoo and then they played on the playground for awhile. It was amusing to hear the girls talking how "not fun" the park was because they would much rather go swimming in the new swimming pool we bought. :) Any other time they would be jumping for joy to go to TPA park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came home and I had a ton of dishes to do. My dishwasher went on the blink so I had take them out and wash all of them by hand. I hadn't done that in a long time. The kids and I worked a long time getting all of them done. I guess that was a good lesson time for them. It is good to know how to do dishes by hand. I think I am spoiled!!! :) I am going to miss that dishwasher! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we plan to take the younguns fishing. It is a fun thing to do as a family and soooo relaxing. We really enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to go get some icing made for my last graduation cake. What a busy, busy day!!!&lt;/div&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;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/1919937281435213391-5676448418225831346?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5676448418225831346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=5676448418225831346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5676448418225831346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5676448418225831346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2010/06/wonderful-life-lessons.html' title='Wonderful Life Lessons'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/TAgX3lW-WqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/t9Jp6UIof7w/s72-c/101_3376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-7603521551055526268</id><published>2010-05-20T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T06:02:33.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness Is:</title><content type='html'>Reading the "Be Happy Attitudes" by Robert Schuller, he talked about seeing our problems as possibilities. I wias so blessed while reading this.&lt;br /&gt;He says, "To Jesus the whole world was jammed, pregnant, loaded, bulging with untapped, undiscovered, undetected POSSIBILITIES!  Jesus really believed in the supreme possibilities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man can be born again!&lt;br /&gt;Character can be changed!&lt;br /&gt;You can become a new person!&lt;br /&gt;Life can be beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;There is a solution to every problem!&lt;br /&gt;There is a light behind every shadow!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Jesus had an unshakable faith in these ultimate possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;God exists!&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on beyound death!&lt;br /&gt;Heavin is for real!&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was prepared to prove it. Be dying--and rising again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness --  that deep inner strength that is made up of courage, faith, hope, and peace.  Mix them together, and you have happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness--the courage to hang on in the face of severe adversity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness--the faith that God will have the last word, and it will be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness--the hope that, even though you can only see the shadow, someday the clouds will clear away and the sun will shine again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness--the quiet sense of self-esteem that comes when you know you have done your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness--the assurance that you have been merciful and kind to enemy and friend alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness--the quiet assurance that God will be merciful and kind to you, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness--the beautifull belief that htis life, no matter how difficult it may be, is not your final destination. Your life here on earth is only a pilgrimage.  Heaven--life with Jesus forever--is our eternal destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN CHOOSE TO BE HAPPY -- ANYWAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!!  What a challenge!! I am SOOOOO Blessed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-7603521551055526268?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7603521551055526268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=7603521551055526268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7603521551055526268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7603521551055526268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2010/05/happiness-is.html' title='Happiness Is:'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-8315685121195576680</id><published>2010-05-17T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T08:15:33.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing up for the End of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FdU75Ld5I/AAAAAAAAANg/Dqbx7Ce1N1Y/s1600/101_2969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472257636488148882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FdU75Ld5I/AAAAAAAAANg/Dqbx7Ce1N1Y/s320/101_2969.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our big Preschooler!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FcYQOT1PI/AAAAAAAAANY/3ckPHBPLXzk/s1600/Kendra%27s+awards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472256593973466354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FcYQOT1PI/AAAAAAAAANY/3ckPHBPLXzk/s320/Kendra%27s+awards.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our 1st Grader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so hard to believe that the end of the school year is here already. We had a busy but fun weekend!! Friday we had a birthday party for my neice and it was fun getting with all the family and watching the kids play outside. Mike had to work all night....or til midnight so we missed him.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday evening we had an Awards Banquet for FCA. It was very nice!! There was live entertainment from the Riverboat Ramblers. It was very enjoyable! We enjoyed watching the kids get their awards. I must say, I was very proud of Kendra. She got the most 100's in the lower learning center and the highest GPA. It was 99.9%. She was excited although I don't think she realized what it all meant. :) Daddy and Mommy were very proud of her hard work!!&lt;br /&gt;Abigail is finished with preschool so now she is a big kindergartner. She is really excited about going to Kindergarten next year. It has been a great year and I am very happy with how she has developed this year. She is growing up and becoming a little lady.&lt;br /&gt;I will post a few pictures of the girls. I know you will enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FPr7N-zUI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eQwRL3jJuS8/s1600/101_3343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472242638281166146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FPr7N-zUI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eQwRL3jJuS8/s320/101_3343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendra with her awards&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/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FPrR_mg5I/AAAAAAAAANI/8EzH4Bp0GR0/s1600/101_3339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472242627215000466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FPrR_mg5I/AAAAAAAAANI/8EzH4Bp0GR0/s320/101_3339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendra with three of her classmates. One of them had already gone.&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/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FPq-Cib2I/AAAAAAAAANA/1VF2BQGBc_o/s1600/101_3327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472242621858606946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FPq-Cib2I/AAAAAAAAANA/1VF2BQGBc_o/s320/101_3327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saying their scripture. They did a great job!! I love the motions Mrs Coleman puts with it.&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/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FPqYv0VEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/qrWzXvBmlIY/s1600/101_3317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472242611847976002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FPqYv0VEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/qrWzXvBmlIY/s320/101_3317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The River Boat Ramblers &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/1919937281435213391-8315685121195576680?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8315685121195576680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=8315685121195576680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/8315685121195576680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/8315685121195576680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2010/05/gearing-up-for-end-of-year.html' title='Gearing up for the End of the Year'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/S_FdU75Ld5I/AAAAAAAAANg/Dqbx7Ce1N1Y/s72-c/101_2969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-1139686656685838073</id><published>2010-04-06T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T07:44:41.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>Easter weekend was a whirl, but what a wonderful weekend it was!!  I was so encouraged with the Sunday morning service.  It was a busy time with class all morning and then trying to sing in the choir too.  Thanks to Mrs Angie for sitting in for us during that time.  :)  I came away feeling so good!! God certainly was with us and I felt His prescence.   It was also wonderful to have some visitors that we had invited!  I know God is still working in lives!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home to a wonderful dinner with the family.  We did an egg hunt with the kiddos.  They really enjoyed that!!  I will have to post pictures in a little while.  I am so thankful that JESUS IS RISEN!!!  I serve a Risen Saviour....whose in the world today; still working, ruling, and in control of EVERYTHING. (including our government)  I am BLESSED!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-1139686656685838073?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1139686656685838073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=1139686656685838073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/1139686656685838073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/1139686656685838073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-3057939748590453073</id><published>2010-03-29T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T13:16:12.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow It has been a while</title><content type='html'>Well blogging hasn't been a Big "thing" for me.  It has been a LOOONG while since I have been on.  There has been lots that has happened since May.  I definately need to keep up :)  In August we went camping and in the last 15 minutes on the campsite, Kendra fell backward into the firepit which landed us in Riley for a couple of days.  While we were there we counted our blessings as we were there for 2 days versus months and months, like some were.  Kendra's burns were pretty minor and healed without infection setting in which we were VERY thankful for.  She is doing very well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendra is in first grade this year and doing very well in school!  She loves learning volleyball and is doing great in her studies!  We are proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby started preschool in September.  She is thoroughly enjoying it!!  I can see a Huge difference this year in her maturity level.   She loves writing her letters and is learning her phone number and address.  It is big stuff!  :) She will definately be ready for kindergarten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin has really grown and this year has made so many changes.  He is talking sooo much!  I love it when toddlers get to where they able to really tell you what they are trying to say.  They have such cute ways of saying them.  We are learning a lot with our little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are headed into the Easter season.  I am trying to find something new to demonstrate the "Old and Wonderful" story.  I am so thankful for God and His love for us.  He chose to send His ONLY son for me.  And He takes time to teach us and show us His ways and what He wants from us.  He has been teaching me sooo much lately.   He is showing me how much He really cares!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-3057939748590453073?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3057939748590453073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=3057939748590453073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3057939748590453073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3057939748590453073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2010/03/wow-it-has-been-while.html' title='Wow It has been a while'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-401604250436719433</id><published>2009-05-11T18:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:02:46.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest cakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SgjKb3wQZ3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IUcRBlJLjl4/s1600-h/101_2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334736338791982962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SgjKb3wQZ3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IUcRBlJLjl4/s320/101_2549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My niece's Strawberry Shortcake birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SgjKblo1ZmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/htEJDhkXdXM/s1600-h/101_2479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334736333929014882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SgjKblo1ZmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/htEJDhkXdXM/s320/101_2479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Grandparents 63rd Anniversary cake.&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/1919937281435213391-401604250436719433?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/401604250436719433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=401604250436719433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/401604250436719433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/401604250436719433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/05/latest-cakes.html' title='Latest cakes'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SgjKb3wQZ3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IUcRBlJLjl4/s72-c/101_2549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-4992424061834382136</id><published>2009-05-11T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:50:21.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My kiddos and me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SgjHhuo5mjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LeyHLqakXcQ/s1600-h/101_2559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334733140889541170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SgjHhuo5mjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LeyHLqakXcQ/s320/101_2559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SgjHhfHxGvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/l8dVANrj-NY/s1600-h/101_2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334733136724040434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SgjHhfHxGvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/l8dVANrj-NY/s320/101_2552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mother's day was great!  Here are a couple pics of my children and me.  I am very blessed!!&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/1919937281435213391-4992424061834382136?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4992424061834382136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=4992424061834382136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/4992424061834382136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/4992424061834382136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-kiddos-and-me.html' title='My kiddos and me...'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SgjHhuo5mjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LeyHLqakXcQ/s72-c/101_2559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-5529959428677251820</id><published>2009-04-03T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:21:30.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring break...</title><content type='html'>I am a little late in getting this post out, but last week was Kendra's spring break. We didn't go anywhere so we wanted to do something a little special with the kids. We decided on the Fair Oaks Dairy Farm. This is a neat place and the kids always love the cows. Here are just a couple of pictures from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sdbfix9jCFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xNUZtWfx2Ig/s1600-h/101_2383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320685798404851794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sdbfix9jCFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xNUZtWfx2Ig/s320/101_2383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SdbfixwlKTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DATYEEgfbGU/s1600-h/101_2378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320685798350465330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SdbfixwlKTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DATYEEgfbGU/s320/101_2378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SdbfibaT82I/AAAAAAAAAMA/COoQ-zpIK7E/s1600-h/101_2380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320685792351482722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SdbfibaT82I/AAAAAAAAAMA/COoQ-zpIK7E/s320/101_2380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kids in the play area....in the cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SdbfiBFssRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/j4P9nxjrhKc/s1600-h/101_2376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320685785285701906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SdbfiBFssRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/j4P9nxjrhKc/s320/101_2376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brand new baby calf we were able to see be born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sdbfhnh-54I/AAAAAAAAALw/Tj3UO5oTIzE/s1600-h/101_2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320685778425014146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sdbfhnh-54I/AAAAAAAAALw/Tj3UO5oTIzE/s320/101_2372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Benjamin's favorite spot, I think.  He really enjoyed this play area.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-5529959428677251820?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5529959428677251820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=5529959428677251820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5529959428677251820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5529959428677251820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring break...'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sdbfix9jCFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xNUZtWfx2Ig/s72-c/101_2383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-7774996828577364549</id><published>2009-03-26T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:55:00.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet are God's Promises</title><content type='html'>This morning in the wee hours I couldn't sleep so I decided to take advantage of my "quiet, wake time."  I came downstairs and while I was reading my Bible, God gave me this promise. It was a real encouragement to me so I thought I would share it with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaiah 43:1-3 "Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; You are Mine.  When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned. Nor shall the flame scorch you. For I am the Lord you God, the Holy One of Israel, Your Saviour;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Verse 4 says also&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Since you were precious in My sight, You have been honored, And I have loved you;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-7774996828577364549?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7774996828577364549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=7774996828577364549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7774996828577364549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7774996828577364549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-are-gods-promises.html' title='Sweet are God&apos;s Promises'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-7960429807936710988</id><published>2009-03-24T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:58:56.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little boy is growing up.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/ScmPzNpahNI/AAAAAAAAALo/XxVPL4-Bhuk/s1600-h/101_2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316938945087046866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/ScmPzNpahNI/AAAAAAAAALo/XxVPL4-Bhuk/s320/101_2354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/ScmPyRiio7I/AAAAAAAAALg/L2h-nnu_iAY/s1600-h/101_2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316938928952091570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/ScmPyRiio7I/AAAAAAAAALg/L2h-nnu_iAY/s320/101_2353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Benjamin now 21 months is making so many changes and is talking a lot. He got on his sister's scooter Sunday morning and started riding it...ever so careful and slowly...but actually riding it. It was so cute. I could hardly believe it...already.&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/1919937281435213391-7960429807936710988?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7960429807936710988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=7960429807936710988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7960429807936710988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7960429807936710988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-boy-is-growing-up.html' title='My little boy is growing up.....'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/ScmPzNpahNI/AAAAAAAAALo/XxVPL4-Bhuk/s72-c/101_2354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-5538123313436696636</id><published>2009-03-23T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:14:13.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanilla....</title><content type='html'>Last night our associate pastor preached on Andrew who was an "ordinary" man who brought people to Jesus.  He likened him to vanilla ice cream....just plain icecream....ordinary. When he announced his message being on "Ordinary Vanilla Andrew" a little friend of Abigail's who was sitting next to me looked up at me and said "I like Milky Way".  I got so tickled at her.  But it wasn't only her that was hungry for Ice Cream after church. :)  You'll have to ask Mike about it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-5538123313436696636?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5538123313436696636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=5538123313436696636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5538123313436696636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5538123313436696636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/03/vanilla.html' title='Vanilla....'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-5695591408715534279</id><published>2009-03-21T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T06:24:57.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thinking.....</title><content type='html'>The last couple of days I have had Philippians 4:8 on my mind. "Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report, if there be any virtue and if there be any praise; think on these things." This is one of my favorite verses because it really helps in my battles of the mind. Usually the things that bother me the most are things that I really don't KNOW to be true....things just seem true.  Therefore, when I am bothered about something I try to ask myself..."Do I KNOW this is the case? Is it something lovely to think about? Is it of good report? Is it praiseworthy? I am amazed of the things I can clear out of my day just from this filter. WOW!! God knew what He was doing when He gave us this verse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-5695591408715534279?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5695591408715534279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=5695591408715534279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5695591408715534279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5695591408715534279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-thinking.html' title='Just thinking.....'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-3045197129172952106</id><published>2009-03-05T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:29:14.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish I Could Go up in the Real Heaven.....</title><content type='html'>These are the words of our 4 year old at bedtime tonight, while thinking about Heaven. I really don't know what brought it on, but she knows that heaven is "very Beautiful".  We won't need any light.  We won't even need to sleep.  We can go anywhere we want to go.  "We can see Jesus and give him a kiss and a hug".  I know Jesus must smile to think of a child's anticipation to see Him.  Oh that we would all have this kind of anticipation!!  I really believe we will see Him very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-3045197129172952106?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3045197129172952106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=3045197129172952106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3045197129172952106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3045197129172952106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wish-i-could-go-up-in-real-heaven.html' title='I Wish I Could Go up in the Real Heaven.....'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-3795125766011393937</id><published>2009-03-03T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T07:02:38.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Answers Prayer...</title><content type='html'>Mike's work has been very unsteady the last 2 or 3 weeks.  We have been wondering how we were going to make it.  Presently there are some jobs out there in the future, but not much right now.  Mike said to me yesterday morning, "Let's pray together that God will send me three jobs today."  We did. We prayed together and asked God for three jobs to come in yesterday.  At the end of the day, God had sent in three new jobs.  WOW!! We are so blessed to know a God who cares about our lives and He even tells us to come BOLDLY before His throne.  I just want to Thank God and give Him the glory for what He does for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-3795125766011393937?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3795125766011393937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=3795125766011393937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3795125766011393937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3795125766011393937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-answers-prayer.html' title='God Answers Prayer...'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-8846515289549672277</id><published>2009-03-02T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:27:37.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sax5I-H6x5I/AAAAAAAAALY/gnpR_wWA1II/s1600-h/101_2339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308751255785097106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sax5I-H6x5I/AAAAAAAAALY/gnpR_wWA1II/s320/101_2339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sax5IWk307I/AAAAAAAAALQ/4Ho53jrDHNU/s1600-h/101_2338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308751245169120178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sax5IWk307I/AAAAAAAAALQ/4Ho53jrDHNU/s320/101_2338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sax5IHtv3bI/AAAAAAAAALI/QwjBv564iuk/s1600-h/101_2337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308751241179815346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sax5IHtv3bI/AAAAAAAAALI/QwjBv564iuk/s320/101_2337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sax5ILH1AJI/AAAAAAAAALA/nJSXAMHu5UA/s1600-h/101_2335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308751242094510226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sax5ILH1AJI/AAAAAAAAALA/nJSXAMHu5UA/s320/101_2335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sax5HwZjslI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BJESHCbRNTs/s1600-h/101_2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308751234921116242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sax5HwZjslI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BJESHCbRNTs/s320/101_2332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike's mom had sent the kids a box for Valentine's Day with lots of goodies. Valentine's day was really busy for us so we decided to wait for our dinner. We had our Valentine's dinner tonight. It was so much fun. The girls loved the "party". They were so excited when they saw the decorations. Here are a couple the pictures of our "I Love You" dinner.&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/1919937281435213391-8846515289549672277?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8846515289549672277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=8846515289549672277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/8846515289549672277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/8846515289549672277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/03/belated-valentines.html' title='Belated Valentines'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/Sax5I-H6x5I/AAAAAAAAALY/gnpR_wWA1II/s72-c/101_2339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-1556949292398497722</id><published>2009-02-14T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:31:38.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today we went to my parent's house so I could work on music. I had this great plan I was going to hook up to the computer and play the music then just tweek it manually. Well I finally got a cord that was supposed to work...but no it didn't, so I worked it manually for about 5 hours and was able to get 3 of the 4 songs well on their way to being done. YAY!!! Then I had shopping to do and a lesson to study for. It was a busy day...but productive!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZeaKqP9-nI/AAAAAAAAAKw/t4_h-iVsLQg/s1600-h/101_2116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302876594182683250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZeaKqP9-nI/AAAAAAAAAKw/t4_h-iVsLQg/s320/101_2116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At about 10:45pm lifeline was coming in. Benjamin is very fascinated with airplanes and helicopters right now. He had a long nap and was still up so Mike asked him if he wanted to go see it. It's about a mile away. Benjamin just started laughing and giggling. He was sooo excited!!! He tried to tell me about it when he got back. It is cute to hear him try to say "copter, and ambulance". He is really changing and talking a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-1556949292398497722?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1556949292398497722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=1556949292398497722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/1556949292398497722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/1556949292398497722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/02/great-day.html' title='A Great Day'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZeaKqP9-nI/AAAAAAAAAKw/t4_h-iVsLQg/s72-c/101_2116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-1468960191997924461</id><published>2009-02-12T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:29:04.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus....</title><content type='html'>Today is a day that seems to be a constant struggle to try to stay focused on what I am doing.  I am sure you all know what that is like.  Holding a fussy baby, getting baths, lunch, Valentine cards filled out, and laundry and cleaning in the between times.   But as I look around to see what I need to finish and how overwhelmed I get, I think about One who focuses on me when I can't seem to make sense of anything.  I want to always stay focused on Him and thank him for wonderful opportunity that I have to be a wife, a mommy, a homekeeper, a care-giver, and treasure every moment of the children's little lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-1468960191997924461?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1468960191997924461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=1468960191997924461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/1468960191997924461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/1468960191997924461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/02/focus.html' title='Focus....'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-3892117896398965334</id><published>2009-02-09T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:29:47.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day is coming!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZDxFf9O1YI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/X3y71ZRhLmQ/s1600-h/101_2303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301001838195037570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZDxFf9O1YI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/X3y71ZRhLmQ/s320/101_2303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kendra has a Valentine's day party at school on Thursday so we were trying to be creative with her Valentine card box. She decided that a helicoper would be nice so we put on the side. "Flyin high on Valentine's. It turned out cute. She put the letters and decorations on it.&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;Abigail decided that sh&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZDxF85-CxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/S4vK7iDz_TY/s1600-h/101_2302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301001845965982482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZDxF85-CxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/S4vK7iDz_TY/s320/101_2302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e wanted one too, so I did one for her so she could decorate it the way she wanted. I think she had more fun playing with all the little foam peices than she really did putting them on the helicopter.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZDzm6QcOGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cFZs8yHxcWA/s1600-h/101_2308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301004611213867106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZDzm6QcOGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cFZs8yHxcWA/s320/101_2308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin got the little can. He is smart, though. I cut the little slit in the top and he pointed to it and said "Money". :) He knows what that's for. I got tickled at him, but I gave him a few coins and let him put them in. That made him happy.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZDzIaqduXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/99Sf2d1Cmyo/s1600-h/101_2305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301004087337007474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZDzIaqduXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/99Sf2d1Cmyo/s320/101_2305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the finished products.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-3892117896398965334?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3892117896398965334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=3892117896398965334' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3892117896398965334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3892117896398965334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-is-coming.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day is coming!!!'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SZDxFf9O1YI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/X3y71ZRhLmQ/s72-c/101_2303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-7652332960151028264</id><published>2009-02-02T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:54:02.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SYck_x2D-2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/KxoGnl6A--E/s1600-h/101_2271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298244164755127138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SYck_x2D-2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/KxoGnl6A--E/s320/101_2271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SYck-Cm-yCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4HmsB6dOI4o/s1600-h/101_2269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298244134895536162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SYck-Cm-yCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4HmsB6dOI4o/s320/101_2269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, I am a back. Thanks to a nice little "BUG" I was away for a while. I just love computers!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took some pictures last week of the children in the snow. They were playing as their daddy was shoveling. They really enjoyed it.&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/1919937281435213391-7652332960151028264?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7652332960151028264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=7652332960151028264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7652332960151028264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7652332960151028264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back-again.html' title='I&apos;m Back Again'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SYck_x2D-2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/KxoGnl6A--E/s72-c/101_2271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-7550799355696479927</id><published>2009-01-21T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:38:55.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the day....</title><content type='html'>Sometimes in life we face things that we cannot handle alone. I am thankful this morning to be serving a God who can handle life for us. I am doing my best to listen to His "BE STILL and know that I am God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalms 9:9 &amp;amp;10 reads, "The Lord also will be a refuge for the oppressed, A refuge in times of trouble. And those who know Your name will put their trust in You; For You, Lord, have not forsaken those who seek You." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-7550799355696479927?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7550799355696479927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=7550799355696479927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7550799355696479927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/7550799355696479927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/listening.html' title='Thought for the day....'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-4195204358548321020</id><published>2009-01-12T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:42:35.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The girl's products</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWuqNkO_qJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/tUkv9oAYQFI/s1600-h/101_2262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290509337318369426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWuqNkO_qJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/tUkv9oAYQFI/s320/101_2262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWuqNXchzTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4f_3EXWR6DE/s1600-h/101_2260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290509333885472050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWuqNXchzTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4f_3EXWR6DE/s320/101_2260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWuqNJrp9rI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UUGFgPbnfy4/s1600-h/101_2259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290509330190825138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWuqNJrp9rI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UUGFgPbnfy4/s320/101_2259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWuqMlF2rHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A4lJAeaFYVU/s1600-h/101_2263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290509320368598130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWuqMlF2rHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A4lJAeaFYVU/s320/101_2263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Brian and Aunt Aimee sent the girls some craft items for Christmas and this is the finished products of the modeling clay. Thank you Uncle Brian and Aunt Aimee!! &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/1919937281435213391-4195204358548321020?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4195204358548321020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=4195204358548321020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/4195204358548321020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/4195204358548321020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/girls-products.html' title='The girl&apos;s products'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWuqNkO_qJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/tUkv9oAYQFI/s72-c/101_2262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-3066410807287350201</id><published>2009-01-05T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:24:25.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures from Christmas time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWJzdmvkZQI/AAAAAAAAAII/poBWj-auQ48/s1600-h/DSCF0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287915864939848962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWJzdmvkZQI/AAAAAAAAAII/poBWj-auQ48/s320/DSCF0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Benjamin enjoyed his reindeer antlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWJzhi2IIhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LnzWLOZe0HQ/s1600-h/DSCF0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287915932613091858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWJzhi2IIhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LnzWLOZe0HQ/s320/DSCF0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma was holding the girls under the mistletoe and Grandpa was on his way to get them as you can see below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWJzep0Z86I/AAAAAAAAAIY/f00EVvQXS2o/s1600-h/DSCF0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287915882945311650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWJzep0Z86I/AAAAAAAAAIY/f00EVvQXS2o/s320/DSCF0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWJzeCaWJVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/x_iy2fXiJug/s1600-h/DSCF0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287915872367027538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWJzeCaWJVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/x_iy2fXiJug/s320/DSCF0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Gift time---the kids were fun to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWJzc6xYynI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VdK7CXjDSw0/s1600-h/DSCF0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287915853136317042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWJzc6xYynI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VdK7CXjDSw0/s320/DSCF0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Benjamin's embarrassed look.  His daddy loves this!!&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/1919937281435213391-3066410807287350201?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3066410807287350201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=3066410807287350201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3066410807287350201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3066410807287350201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-pictures-from-christmas-time.html' title='Some pictures from Christmas time'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWJzdmvkZQI/AAAAAAAAAII/poBWj-auQ48/s72-c/DSCF0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-5528988453192388385</id><published>2009-01-03T16:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:45:58.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kid's Hero.....at least for a day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWAQ2fR_gqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8zd19IYwDCI/s1600-h/101_2248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287244490828907170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWAQ2fR_gqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8zd19IYwDCI/s320/101_2248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWAQ1-_l0iI/AAAAAAAAAHw/JZ2r4HcZ1qM/s1600-h/101_2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287244482161791522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWAQ1-_l0iI/AAAAAAAAAHw/JZ2r4HcZ1qM/s320/101_2245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an interesting day yesterday when about 2:00pm, Kendra came running downstairs and said, "Mommy, there's a bat in upstairs.  At first, I thought it was a bird, then I saw it was a bat. I ran downstairs as fast as I could." I began thinking fast...What should I do. I said "OK we will just stay down here and maybe it will stay upstairs." NOT ON YOUR LIFE!! It flew downstairs within the 20 second mark and the kids, screaming bloody murder, were sitting on the chair waiting for their Mom to do something. Do I have to say, I HATE those things???!!!  I grabbed the only thing I could think of and socked the thing out of the air than hit it again to make sure it wasn't going to move. Next I called my hubby who was miles away. What could he do??? Oh well, it felt better to talk to someone. After disposing of the victim, the kids and I just sat for stunned for awhile. Let me just say...that was TOO MUCH excitement for one day!!!&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/1919937281435213391-5528988453192388385?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5528988453192388385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=5528988453192388385' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5528988453192388385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5528988453192388385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-kid.html' title='My Kid&apos;s Hero.....at least for a day!!'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SWAQ2fR_gqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8zd19IYwDCI/s72-c/101_2248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-3875496589219021705</id><published>2008-12-21T10:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:33:41.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering the Reason for the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SU6KaTjPUlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jGAVRawcAUI/s1600-h/christmas2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282311597481480786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SU6KaTjPUlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jGAVRawcAUI/s320/christmas2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas time comes once a year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when it comes, it brings good cheer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But why all the decorating, baking, and shopping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our schedules are full and the days are not stopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We forget so quickly why Christmas bells ring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why parties are held and carolers sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Christ should be center of all that we do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the trees, the tinsel, and gift giving too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do we have bells, candy canes and good wishes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nativities, stars, and angels and kisses?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christ came as a baby so long ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this gift was given so everyone could know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That God loved the world so much, and the people so dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that He gave His son to be mocked and jeered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Jesus gave His life on that ole cruel tree,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That we and our families could all be set free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all the hustle and bustle of the season...may we never forget the Real Reason for celebration. Merry Christmas to you all from the Peck household. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-3875496589219021705?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3875496589219021705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=3875496589219021705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3875496589219021705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3875496589219021705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2008/12/remembering-reason-for-season.html' title='Remembering the Reason for the Season'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SU6KaTjPUlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jGAVRawcAUI/s72-c/christmas2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-2508408178496962791</id><published>2008-12-06T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:53:03.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First snow of the season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids wanted so badly to play in the snow, so being the good mother that I am, :)  I put aside my dislike for it and took them out.  It was not too bad cold so that was good.  I stayed warm enough and didn't keep them out too long.  It was fun to see them enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs5DFk6WcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4C99WkPga_A/s1600-h/101_2158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276874113594055106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs5DFk6WcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4C99WkPga_A/s320/101_2158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Abigail with her little dog.  She was feeding her snowballs I think :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs5CnSw91I/AAAAAAAAAHY/d1kfdXVUimQ/s1600-h/101_2157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276874105464878930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs5CnSw91I/AAAAAAAAAHY/d1kfdXVUimQ/s320/101_2157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendra is showing Benjamin how to play in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs5CcOsimI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/T1WKd20kpjI/s1600-h/101_2156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276874102495021666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs5CcOsimI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/T1WKd20kpjI/s320/101_2156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even Roxy enjoyed the snow...she didn't know what to think at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs5CJqCRUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ruFsQnNMILM/s1600-h/101_2155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276874097509418306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs5CJqCRUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ruFsQnNMILM/s320/101_2155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the 3 children together. Benjamin's snow pants were about 2 sizes too big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But at least he stayed warm. :)LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-2508408178496962791?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2508408178496962791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=2508408178496962791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/2508408178496962791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/2508408178496962791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-snow-of-season.html' title='First snow of the season'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs5DFk6WcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4C99WkPga_A/s72-c/101_2158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-5729109787685750360</id><published>2008-12-06T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:42:47.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kendra's 1st School Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs33LT9SrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YbT338Ajpz4/s1600-h/101_2171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276872809463499442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs33LT9SrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YbT338Ajpz4/s320/101_2171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kendra had her 1st annual school play last night. She was so excited about being a butterfly in a toy store. However, when she had to have her nose painted she wasn't too sure about that. Being a child who doesn't take surprises too well sometimes, we had to decide if she was to go on stage crying or if we should wipe it off so she could sing. I chose the latter this time, maybe she will now be more prepared next time. :) She was cute and I was very proud of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-5729109787685750360?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5729109787685750360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=5729109787685750360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5729109787685750360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5729109787685750360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2008/12/kendras-1st-school-play.html' title='Kendra&apos;s 1st School Play'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STs33LT9SrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YbT338Ajpz4/s72-c/101_2171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-8080161853644269591</id><published>2008-11-28T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:15:11.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feasting, Fellowship &amp; Fun!!</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Kendra's birthday since her birthday was the day before Thanksgiving. She wasn't sure she wanted to eat her cake. She was thrilled with her "Cinderella" cake.&lt;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDLfnzaTRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/58Ec6wVycrI/s1600-h/101_2137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273938907771850002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDLfnzaTRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/58Ec6wVycrI/s320/101_2137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDLe5M3smI/AAAAAAAAAF4/X9Z08xf2Jys/s1600-h/101_2135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273938895262167650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDLe5M3smI/AAAAAAAAAF4/X9Z08xf2Jys/s320/101_2135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDM8EwdvCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Df4zLTqHh1g/s1600-h/101_2133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273940496092085282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDM8EwdvCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Df4zLTqHh1g/s320/101_2133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoyed the day so much. We had 29 people at Mom and Dad's and had such a great time. We feasted on waaay too much food and then played games, sat around and chatted and ended up the day by decorating the house for Christmas since Mom doesn't like to do it. :) Here are a few pictures of the fellowship around the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDKGdt-6pI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9jJclCuXSw8/s1600-h/101_2130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273937376056371858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDKGdt-6pI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9jJclCuXSw8/s320/101_2130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDKGJdG9DI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eCaLAqgezu8/s1600-h/101_2129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273937370616886322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDKGJdG9DI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eCaLAqgezu8/s320/101_2129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDKFzht39I/AAAAAAAAAFg/mJjYJV5wFow/s1600-h/101_2127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273937364730634194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDKFzht39I/AAAAAAAAAFg/mJjYJV5wFow/s320/101_2127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDJcecrc4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/U2u96Fp6BT0/s1600-h/101_2125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273936654697722754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDJcecrc4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/U2u96Fp6BT0/s320/101_2125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDOI9xS6wI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9vlrOAmQGTs/s1600-h/101_2126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273941817066449666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDOI9xS6wI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9vlrOAmQGTs/s320/101_2126.jpg" border="0" /&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;/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/1919937281435213391-8080161853644269591?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8080161853644269591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=8080161853644269591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/8080161853644269591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/8080161853644269591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-celebrated-kendras-birthday-since.html' title='Feasting, Fellowship &amp; Fun!!'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/STDLfnzaTRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/58Ec6wVycrI/s72-c/101_2137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-4350857166975833875</id><published>2008-11-17T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:19:29.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season of Thanks</title><content type='html'>Mike and I have been thinking more about this Thanksgiving season than we ever have, I think.  Not that we didn't before, but we are trying to establish some traditions for our family and have been studying the story of why we celebrate Thanksgiving.  I find that I have forgotten through the years, much of the story of what our forefathers went through to begin our nation and the sacrifices it involved.  Many, many of them lost family to death or even left children behind when they made the voyage across the Atlantic.  It makes me so thankful for the foundation they built for us to build our nation on.  God's provision was incredible and they saw Him at work in their lives even though sometimes their food was rationed.  One time it is said that they rationed the corn to only 5 kernels per person.   I find that hard to imagine, yet they knew they "could not live by bread alone".  They lived by the Word of God.  Lord, may my life be filled with thankfulness and may I &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;see your hand at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-4350857166975833875?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4350857166975833875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=4350857166975833875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/4350857166975833875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/4350857166975833875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/season-of-thanks.html' title='Season of Thanks'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-8688907130003023699</id><published>2008-11-14T17:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T14:23:49.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A couple of people have asked me to blog some of my cakes. I am putting on a few pictures of some cakes that I have done previously that are some of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4zm8ah5CI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3Ym4IiHwpO0/s1600-h/101_2049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268705358215504930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4zm8ah5CI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3Ym4IiHwpO0/s320/101_2049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4zmdVRP4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/lSkhF9xMYvs/s1600-h/101_2061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268705349871943554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4zmdVRP4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/lSkhF9xMYvs/s320/101_2061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4zmNa9NpI/AAAAAAAAAEw/DcFCthUNvys/s1600-h/101_2062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268705345600829074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4zmNa9NpI/AAAAAAAAAEw/DcFCthUNvys/s320/101_2062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This baby shower cake was so much fun. The booties turned out reallycute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4zlsHUeoI/AAAAAAAAAEo/SVv6qaJnEwM/s1600-h/101_2065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268705336660097666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4zlsHUeoI/AAAAAAAAAEo/SVv6qaJnEwM/s320/101_2065.jpg" border="0" /&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/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4yhdhnlKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ho5dazxYSYI/s1600-h/101_2073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268704164512765090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4yhdhnlKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ho5dazxYSYI/s320/101_2073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;div&gt;Basket weave cake for cake class #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4ygrIkf9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/NAP60LTg_yo/s1600-h/101_2089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268704150985932754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4ygrIkf9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/NAP60LTg_yo/s320/101_2089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday cake for my grandma...pumkins turned out sort of funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4uRisbNjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/QRX7JlhPIWw/s1600-h/100_0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268699492975851058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4uRisbNjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/QRX7JlhPIWw/s320/100_0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4pPoIfcsI/AAAAAAAAACg/5ZR9-RRuduc/s1600-h/101_2025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268693962517869250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4pPoIfcsI/AAAAAAAAACg/5ZR9-RRuduc/s320/101_2025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abigail's 2008 Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4pOnvh4bI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IoJwRBmgQws/s1600-h/101_1908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268693945233301938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4pOnvh4bI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IoJwRBmgQws/s320/101_1908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peck Family Tree Cake 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4n5lmWleI/AAAAAAAAABw/PZgXwYZahrA/s1600-h/101_1867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268692484369061346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4n5lmWleI/AAAAAAAAABw/PZgXwYZahrA/s320/101_1867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 1st cake during my cake class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4n5GBOS8I/AAAAAAAAABg/EP10Nt2nuoo/s1600-h/101_1672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268692475891829698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4n5GBOS8I/AAAAAAAAABg/EP10Nt2nuoo/s320/101_1672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin's 1st Birthday castle cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4n43Ba7wI/AAAAAAAAABY/dQKl6GoR5Tc/s1600-h/100_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268692471866126082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4n43Ba7wI/AAAAAAAAABY/dQKl6GoR5Tc/s320/100_0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendra's Birthday&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-8688907130003023699?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8688907130003023699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=8688907130003023699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/8688907130003023699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/8688907130003023699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/couple-of-people-have-asked-me-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR4zm8ah5CI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3Ym4IiHwpO0/s72-c/101_2049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-5218279769012410773</id><published>2008-11-14T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:39:52.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR3wD3dDSKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/K66wDbDNUfo/s1600-h/101_2106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268631088309422242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR3wD3dDSKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/K66wDbDNUfo/s320/101_2106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I baked another cake...this one was quite the ordeal. I bake four cakes to come up with the two that I needed. Then my dear little son decided the icing looked good and I forgot to take a picture of what it looked like after he got a hold of it. I was thankful that it fixed pretty well. You can't really even tell which side he got to.:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-5218279769012410773?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5218279769012410773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=5218279769012410773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5218279769012410773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/5218279769012410773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/latest-creation.html' title='Latest Creation'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SR3wD3dDSKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/K66wDbDNUfo/s72-c/101_2106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-1482645464200978351</id><published>2008-11-12T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T05:53:59.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Beginning to look a lot like Christmas!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited! God is Good!! I have been on the new Reliv product the last few days and am feeling fantastic. I am so excited about what it is doing for me! I am excited too about the results my Dad is already getting. He feels like he is getting feeling back in a leg that he has had neuropathy in. WOW! My desire is to help as many people as I can with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Peck household is beginning to look a lot like Christmas!! :) The kids are excited!! and Mom is excited we started putting up decorations. My favorite are my nativities. I love the old story told over and over again. I have collected several over the years and always enjoy pulling them out. If Christ had not come, where would I be today? God's love is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can post some pictures later of our progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-1482645464200978351?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1482645464200978351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=1482645464200978351' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/1482645464200978351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/1482645464200978351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-coming-soon.html' title='It&apos;s Beginning to look a lot like Christmas!'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919937281435213391.post-3154740837568196248</id><published>2008-11-03T06:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T06:40:26.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>Hello friends. I decided to try my hand at blogging. I really don't know what I am doing, but here goes. :)  Life is good in the Peck household.  I am kept on my toes with my children.  It was interesting when last night at the supper table, my inquisitive eldest wanted to know why God wasn't born.  I explained that God has always been even before anything was ever made, then we talked about Jesus being born. "But wasn't He God?" she asked.  Well try to explain the idea of the Trinity to a five year old.  I guess I must of made some sense, at least she was satisfied for now.   I am sure there are more of those philosophical questions to come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girls and I have decided it is about time to get out some of the Christmas decorations, so I guess we will do a few things tonight between school and the soup supper.  Could make for a full evening, but it will be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919937281435213391-3154740837568196248?l=peckspalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3154740837568196248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919937281435213391&amp;postID=3154740837568196248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3154740837568196248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919937281435213391/posts/default/3154740837568196248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peckspalace.blogspot.com/2008/11/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>Pecks Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06402027040334604907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AiF0Ey8zJsY/SQ8RUIrbPQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7Aliduwcic/S220/valentines2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
