<?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-8069434170703369846</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:42:49.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Adoption Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>My journey adopting from Guatemala</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>435</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7445863609444741783</id><published>2010-03-08T20:57:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:43:45.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriella's First Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella LOVES music and we listen to music every second that we are in the car. In fact, if music is not on, she will request it by saying ("Sea-Sick" aka "Music."). We are not allowed to drive anywhere without music playing, and not just any music, HER music! For this reason, I have purchased various children's CD's so that we can at least mix it up a bit. Aside from the given choices that she LOVES (Elmo / Sesame Street, Dora, Yo Gabba Gabba, and Cedarmont Kids Toddler and Preschool Tunes) I have ventured out to find children's music artists who Gabriella and I both enjoy. Two of those artists are the Laurie Berkner Band and the Toe Jam Puppet Band. The Toe Jam Puppet Band is a local group that I discovered last summer. They have many local performances but we have never been able to attend one until today. Gabriella and I know much of their music, so it made it even more fun. Gabriella even put in a song request prior to the show beginning. She asked one of the band members for "Hot Dog" twice but both in a very, very quiet voice. They did play it for her, though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella loved the interaction of the show. The band offers 2 performances every Monday at 10:30 AM and 12:30 PM at the Buttonwood Park Zoo in New Bedford, MA. We had to go to the later performance because I had a meeting this morning. I was told, however, that the earlier show attracted the younger children and that the later show attracted the older children. The older children play a bit more rough than Gabriella enjoys and than I am comfortable with. At times, the band would turn off the lights (it was still "light" in there, certainly not dark) and they did silly displays on an overhead projector. For a dinosaur song, they put a dinosaur display on the projector and the kids got up screaming and running. For these children, it was all in fun. For Gabriella, though, she thought they were truly scared and got scared herself. When the lights were back on, though, she was back to interacting, dancing, and chasing the man with the bubble machine around. It is a neat band and if you ever have an opportunity to share their music with your kids or bring your kids to see them live, I would highly recommend it. For us, though, we will aim to get to the earlier shows from now on to avoid the bigger kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XWWyGKL0I/AAAAAAAAFOA/bL6GcIzmCKU/s1600-h/DSC04302.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446495011267555138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XWWyGKL0I/AAAAAAAAFOA/bL6GcIzmCKU/s400/DSC04302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XWRY76saI/AAAAAAAAFN4/vAcGxVw7kzU/s1600-h/DSC04303.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446494918614364578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XWRY76saI/AAAAAAAAFN4/vAcGxVw7kzU/s400/DSC04303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XWKqgy1VI/AAAAAAAAFNw/Mrvf-puSNQc/s1600-h/DSC04304.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446494803073357138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XWKqgy1VI/AAAAAAAAFNw/Mrvf-puSNQc/s400/DSC04304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XWC7cNp-I/AAAAAAAAFNo/9CBFR7ZN7ok/s1600-h/DSC04307.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446494670178592738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XWC7cNp-I/AAAAAAAAFNo/9CBFR7ZN7ok/s400/DSC04307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XV0uVoBeI/AAAAAAAAFNg/f2sRmhXt-uI/s1600-h/DSC04309.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446494426143131106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XV0uVoBeI/AAAAAAAAFNg/f2sRmhXt-uI/s400/DSC04309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the time the show was over, it was after 1:30 PM and Gabriella had not napped, so she was really starting to get extremely fussy and crabby and even moreso than on typical days in which she goes without a nap. We did, though, spend about an hour exploring the zoo. The zoo is very small, but I felt it was perfect for us. For me, the pluses were that it is relatively close to us, there was not tons of walking, and there were no large crowds of people. For Gabriella, the plus was that there was great variety of animals and displays in the small area and we could visit them all before her attention span faded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They had a very small train that ran the course of the zoo and Gabriella loved it. She loves trains and she got to see all of the animals at the same time.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XViZiAk2I/AAAAAAAAFNY/ZZ509ZaCtrc/s1600-h/DSC04312.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446494111320281954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XViZiAk2I/AAAAAAAAFNY/ZZ509ZaCtrc/s400/DSC04312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XVY6lMLII/AAAAAAAAFNQ/qOK3l-AlxpQ/s1600-h/DSC04316.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446493948393303170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XVY6lMLII/AAAAAAAAFNQ/qOK3l-AlxpQ/s400/DSC04316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XVIeufSXI/AAAAAAAAFNI/qFVzgj_e9zI/s1600-h/DSC04319.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446493666038204786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XVIeufSXI/AAAAAAAAFNI/qFVzgj_e9zI/s400/DSC04319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella was exceptionally fussy by the time I put her in the car to go home. She fell asleep during the ride (at about 3:00 PM). I transferred her to the bed at home and she didn't wake up until 6:00 PM. However, she woke up burning up with a 102.1 fever. This certainly explains the more-than typical fussiness. It was a fun day, despite Gabriella getting sick, but now our focus moves to getting her back on the mend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7445863609444741783?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7445863609444741783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/gabriellas-first-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7445863609444741783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7445863609444741783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/gabriellas-first-concert.html' title='Gabriella&apos;s First Concert'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5XWWyGKL0I/AAAAAAAAFOA/bL6GcIzmCKU/s72-c/DSC04302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1097691969432684435</id><published>2010-03-07T18:37:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:23:22.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girly Girl...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The similarities between Gabriella and I never cease to amaze me. In every way, with the exception of her tan skin, she is like a mini me! She has a similar personality, demeanor, preferences, expressions, features, etc. We are similar even down to quirky details such as the fact that when I was a child I used to pick at the center of my top lip; Gabriella has started doing this recently but, of course, never knew that I used to do it! To me, she is proof that things don't happen by chance; there is clearly a plan designed by God. Discovering this "evidence" fascinates me. I am forever pondering, and being grateful for, God's plan that enabled the union between Gabriella and I. I certainly expect Gabriella to be her own person, but, I am constantly amazed that I had yet to discover any major differences...that is, until today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a beautiful day today with spring-like weather. We took advantage of the day by spending it outside. Gabriella; our oldest dog, Riley; and I took a long nature walk in a local state park. We explored the woods, played near a stream, met lots of people and their dogs, and collected acorns ("pa-con"). After 2.5 hours of exploring, we got in the car to drive home and we passed a lake. I saw a rowboat launching so I stopped to show Gabriella. Of course, Gabriella wanted to walk down by the water and play for a bit. There was a man fishing, so Gabriella pretended she was fishing too by dangling a long branch in the water. Then, she noticed a small cleared area that directly abutted the water. I was purposely avoiding this area because it was all mud. I HATE mud and DESPISE getting dirty. I am very conscious, though, to not allow my hatred toward dirt (and all things messy) to hinder Gabriella's desire to explore. So, probably against my better judgement, I let her walk onto the mud. Then, Gabriella picked up two big handfuls of mud and, again, I didn't stop her. After all, I knew I could easily wash her hands and give her a bath. She then squatted down to dig in the mud. All I could think about was all of the dirt that was getting embedded underneath her fingernails! I reminded myself to relax and let her enjoy it. I did ask her, though, not to sit because the ground was muddy and I didn't want her pants to get wet (notice I said "wet" and not "dirty!"). She quickly forgot what I had asked her and one shin was planted in the mud. I reminded myself that it was okay and that she was having fun! Next thing I know, she was sitting in it and then, literally, rubbing handfuls of mud onto her BRAND NEW Stride Rite sneakers (my fault for taking her for a nature walk in nice, new sneakers)! At that point, I actually relaxed because she was already covered in mud and there was nothing else I had to "worry" about her dirtying! She then stood up with two handfuls of mud, looked at me, and lifted her hands up to the side of her face. I knew exactly what she was about to do and couldn't control myself from yelling, "NO!" She was quicker than me, though, and rubbed one handful of mud on the side of her FACE and the other handful of mud in her HAIR! Again, it was too late to be uptight so I burst into laughter and the man who was fishing was cracking up too. I then heard crunching coming from her mouth from the bit of dirt that managed its way INSIDE of her mouth. YUCK! At that point, I had had more dirt than I could handle, so we headed back to the car. She proceeded to SLITHER UP THE HILL, like a snake, on her belly, toward the car! NO LIE! I let her enjoy, though...heck, I figured it would help in cleaning up some of the mud! Before getting in the car, I stripped her down to her onesie and sanitized her hands. As soon as we got home, her clothes went directly into the washing machine and she went directly into the bathtub!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The point of this long story is that today I recognized one BIG difference between Gabriella and me - Gabriella apparently likes dirt and I, on the other hand, hate it and have always hated it, even as a child. If my memory serves me correctly, as a child I hated getting dirty and would burst into tears if I got dirt or spilled food on my clothing. Gabriella is very "girly", but apparently even girly girls like mud! Today, Gabriella helped me to lighten up and enjoy the moment. We had a great day, she brought me out of my "comfort zone," and we shared an afternoon that I will likely never forget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unfortunately I didn't have my camera with me but, even though they're not the best quality photos, my cell phone camera captured the messy event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It all started with an innocent smile:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446049468903106754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5RBIzcsqMI/AAAAAAAAFMY/oGaJ2kKSQ2c/s400/03-07-10_1520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...then she was standing in the mud and only getting her hands dirty:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446049970115575794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5RBl-nD__I/AAAAAAAAFMo/Cm2S85Fh2xc/s400/03-07-10_1522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Notice her focused look as she admired the mud!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446049745164698946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5RBY4mmBUI/AAAAAAAAFMg/C03KiUNa0Pc/s400/03-07-10_1521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...then she went to kneeling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446050550075588242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5RCHvITfpI/AAAAAAAAFNA/LGJp5oMwWlw/s400/03-07-10_1530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and then sitting in the mud!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446049346654854674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5RBBsCcXhI/AAAAAAAAFMQ/eQOdPA8T5lY/s400/03-07-10_1518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...then proceeded to cover her sneakers in the mud!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446050104378329762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5RBtyxzCqI/AAAAAAAAFMw/Y1YSKjEPAac/s400/03-07-10_1525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Proudly showing mommy the mud on her hands!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446050265187151218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5RB3J1m7XI/AAAAAAAAFM4/I-CPSNYztf0/s400/03-07-10_1526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-1097691969432684435?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1097691969432684435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-girly-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1097691969432684435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1097691969432684435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-girly-girl.html' title='My Girly Girl...?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5RBIzcsqMI/AAAAAAAAFMY/oGaJ2kKSQ2c/s72-c/03-07-10_1520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7105602962988808663</id><published>2010-03-05T21:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:36:09.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriella's First Jewelry Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grammy had a Lia Sophia jewelry party at her house this evening. Being a girl after my own heart, Gabriella loved admiring the jewelry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5G-cLxonlI/AAAAAAAAFMI/yRuVimlWinU/s1600-h/DSC04297.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445342815874227794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5G-cLxonlI/AAAAAAAAFMI/yRuVimlWinU/s400/DSC04297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5G-WHocghI/AAAAAAAAFMA/E108858_dHQ/s1600-h/DSC04299.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445342711682728466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5G-WHocghI/AAAAAAAAFMA/E108858_dHQ/s400/DSC04299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5G-PQbr37I/AAAAAAAAFL4/FZe3pspf1XA/s1600-h/DSC04300.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445342593786044338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5G-PQbr37I/AAAAAAAAFL4/FZe3pspf1XA/s400/DSC04300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She never stops making her mommy proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7105602962988808663?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7105602962988808663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/gabriellas-first-jewelry-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7105602962988808663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7105602962988808663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/gabriellas-first-jewelry-party.html' title='Gabriella&apos;s First Jewelry Party!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S5G-cLxonlI/AAAAAAAAFMI/yRuVimlWinU/s72-c/DSC04297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-4063668588621114397</id><published>2010-03-05T21:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:24:44.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriella's 2.5 Year Physical</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella had her 2.5 year physical today (one month late due to our trip to Disney and mommy's terrible memory) and the doctor said she is growing and developing wonderfully. She weighs just shy of 28 pounds (27 pounds, 13 ounces) which falls in the 25th percentile for her age. She is also in the 25th percentile for height, so she is very well proportioned. She has remained in the 25th percentile in both categories since she's been home. She is in the 50th percentile for BMI and 40th percentile for head circumference. The doctor gave Gabriella a new storybook, as he does during every physical. She did wonderfully during the exam and was fairly relaxed while the doctor was examining her. An uneventful visit to the doctor with only positive news makes for a very happy mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-4063668588621114397?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4063668588621114397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/gabriellas-25-month-physical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4063668588621114397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4063668588621114397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/gabriellas-25-month-physical.html' title='Gabriella&apos;s 2.5 Year Physical'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8276866195623549430</id><published>2010-03-04T23:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:57:33.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hmmm? Oh Yeah," "Stuck in Sticky Tape," and "I Like It"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella has a few new phrases that she has been using frequently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hmmm? Oh Yeah"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grammy bought Gabriella Emotion cards which are cards that depict an emotion and you act that emotion out.  Gabriella and I were acting out emotions such as happy, sad, surprised, etc.  When we got to the "thinking" card, I said, "Hmmm?" and Gabriella immediately put her finger on her cheek, said, "Hmmm?," pointed her finger in the air, and then said, "Oh yeah!"  I cracked up laughing because it was perfect and she did it completely on her own.  I have no idea where she saw this, but I couldn't believe it.  If you could see her do it in person, you would get the full picture of how cute it is.  So, needless to say, we have her act this one out for everyone we see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Stuck in Sticky Tape" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella recently watched a Dora episode in which one of the characters was stuck in sticky tape. So, this is Gabriella's newest fascination. She pretends she is stuck and says, "I stuck. Sticky tape!" and repeats it over and over! It cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I Like It"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Gabriella has also recently been saying, "I like it" or "I love it," especially when we are out shopping and even more especially when we are shoe shopping. She is only two years old but already has a shoe obsession! She is the only two year old who I know who will willingly try on shoes! We can't go past shoes without trying on a pair. Today she learned a couple different uses for "I like" other than for material things. Gabriella has a lot of boys in her class and this morning she was the only girl. The boys were telling Grammy (who owns the school), "I like Gabby" and Gabby chimed in, "I like too!" Today, while in school, Ms. Tayla told the children that if one of their friends does something to them that they don't like then they should tell their friend, "I don't like that." Apparently Gabriella tried this new phrase out a lot today and even tried using it with Ms. Tayla during naptime! At dinner tonight, Gabriella tried out her new phrase again. She doesn't like to sit in a highchair anymore, so I got her a booster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; seat and she told me, "I don't like it!" Well, I "love" how her vocabulary is growing and Gabriella is able to express herself more freely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-8276866195623549430?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8276866195623549430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/stuck-in-sticky-tape-and-i-like-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8276866195623549430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8276866195623549430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/stuck-in-sticky-tape-and-i-like-it.html' title='&quot;Hmmm? Oh Yeah,&quot; &quot;Stuck in Sticky Tape,&quot; and &quot;I Like It&quot;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-80515267213467967</id><published>2010-03-01T15:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:14:03.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spicy Bum Bum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella typically uses three descriptors for food, hot, cold, or spicy (and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;, yum yum").  Today she informed me that "(her) bum bum (is) spicy!"  With Gabriella around, who needs entertainment?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-80515267213467967?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/80515267213467967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/spicy-bum-bum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/80515267213467967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/80515267213467967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/03/spicy-bum-bum.html' title='Spicy Bum Bum'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1899123623747561294</id><published>2010-02-28T17:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:31:52.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"In A Minute"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella's language is increasing exponentially and as more words come out, I become more aware of the words that she is taking in! Her latest answer to many commands is, "Minute" meaning "In a minute!" For example, if I say, "Gabriella, please get your sneakers," her response is, "Minute." It strikes me funny each time she says it. I figured out that she picked this phrase up from me. I have become very observant of my language to figure out if it was, in fact, me who she picked it up from. Sure enough, when she asks me for something or to do something while I am preoccupied, I acknowledge her request by answering, "Ok, in a minute." Now, I have to teach her what a minute really is and that sometimes she doesn't have the option to delay &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; tasks for a minute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-1899123623747561294?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1899123623747561294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-minute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1899123623747561294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1899123623747561294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-minute.html' title='&quot;In A Minute&quot;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-6723275326600716092</id><published>2010-02-20T20:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T21:22:41.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ceramics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella and I went on a date this evening!  We had a very nice dinner and then went to a ceramics shop to paint pottery.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella is a typical, energetic two year old and is in constant motion but, for the most part, she does very well in restaurants (she does get lots of practice, though, since we eat out a lot!).  Gabriella is a very good eater.  I ordered her the fish and I got prime rib (which was the best prime rib I think I have ever had!).  Gabriella ate about half a piece of her fish, but she also at a good portion of my prime rib!  I get nervous about choking with foods like steak, so I cut it up really small and she gobbled it up.  She LOVED it!  She ate rice, some salad, and some cheese as well, but on the way out she grabbed a piece of bread out of the bread basket and munched on it on the way out and on our ride to the ceramics shop!  She didn't miss any meals today and, as a matter of fact, had a hearty breakfast out with my parents this morning!  She just loves her food (just like mommy!)!  She cracks me up and makes me so proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After dinner I took her to paint pottery.  Gabriella enjoyed looking at all of the pottery choices.  We chose a plate because I figured that would be a nice keepsake.  She loves to paint and enjoyed painting...until she lost interest and was ready to move on to a new activity!  I tried to get her to paint the plate some more with a sponge and then she got bored with that!  I painted her hands so she could put her handprints on it.  She liked that because it was nice and messy but then wanted to quickly wash her hands once we were done!  Even though she was done with the plate, she still wanted to paint, so we chose a small magnet shaped like a moon.  She painted that for a bit and then was bored again!  We had a fun time and will have a cute keepsake, but I think this is an activity for when she is a bit older and when her attention span is a bit longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S4CUfWV-uFI/AAAAAAAAFLw/vhfagdrwJaU/s1600-h/02-20-10_1829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440511616158185554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S4CUfWV-uFI/AAAAAAAAFLw/vhfagdrwJaU/s400/02-20-10_1829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S4CUcKnVwzI/AAAAAAAAFLo/Dr2OBn72HzE/s1600-h/02-20-10_1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440511561470165810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S4CUcKnVwzI/AAAAAAAAFLo/Dr2OBn72HzE/s400/02-20-10_1830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-6723275326600716092?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6723275326600716092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/ceramics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/6723275326600716092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/6723275326600716092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/ceramics.html' title='Ceramics'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S4CUfWV-uFI/AAAAAAAAFLw/vhfagdrwJaU/s72-c/02-20-10_1829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1804952411319241720</id><published>2010-02-20T20:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:59:20.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Muchi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am constantly telling Gabriella that I love her. I also often ask her, "Do you know how much mama loves you?" If she doesn't answer, I tell her that I love her to the moon and back. Lately, though, she has been answering my question. Her reply to, "How much does mama love you?" is now, "Muchi!" (pronounced "moo-chee"). "Mucho" means "A Lot" in Spanish, but we have never used that word (at least that I can remember) so I really have no idea where she got "Muchi!" She is very creative, though, and I certainly love her "MUCHI, MUCHI!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-1804952411319241720?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1804952411319241720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/muchi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1804952411319241720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1804952411319241720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/muchi.html' title='Muchi!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5849008080936710860</id><published>2010-02-20T20:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T21:38:12.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Plane to Get a Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As we were leaving a restaurant this evening and getting into the car, we heard an airplane and Gabriella pointed it out by saying, "Oooh!  Airplane!"  I acknowledged it and then she asked, "I sit there?"  I asked her if she wanted to sit in the airplane and ride on the airplane and she said, "Yes."  I asked her where she wanted the airplane to take us and she replied, "Baby."  I assumed I knew what she meant and, in order to clarify, I asked her, "You want to go on an airplane to get a baby?" and she answered, "Yes."  It gave me goosebumps.  I may have put words in her mouth, but I really think my assumption of what she was trying to communicate was correct.  I have no idea what is in her mind or what she remembers about coming home to the United States on an airplane.  From this short conversation, though, I think she knows that she came home as a baby on an airplane.  She also LOVES babies and, from previous conversations with her, I know she would love a new baby sister or brother (I vote for sister!).  Even though she knows that babies come from bellies, I think she also realizes that they come from airplanes too and wants to get a baby on an airplane!  I would love to go on an airplane for a baby sister for Gabriella, but we will have to see what God has in store for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5849008080936710860?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5849008080936710860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-plane-to-get-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5849008080936710860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5849008080936710860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-plane-to-get-baby.html' title='On a Plane to Get a Baby'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1875217522747935808</id><published>2010-02-19T11:54:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T12:01:48.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriella's First Yoga Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella's daycare is offering a Yoga class for the children and Gabriella attended her first Yoga class .  While I was getting her ready this morning I was telling her that she was going to Yoga and she kept repeating, "Yogurt!."  I explained to her that it wasn't yogurt like she eats, but Yoga class!  These are some photos I took while I was peaking in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S37CoMrF0AI/AAAAAAAAFLY/1dScNrBk4N0/s1600-h/DSC04264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439999395762655234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S37CoMrF0AI/AAAAAAAAFLY/1dScNrBk4N0/s400/DSC04264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439999618587786882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S37C1KwvfoI/AAAAAAAAFLg/RVVuKqHkglc/s400/DSC04262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439999167128793490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S37Ca48h8ZI/AAAAAAAAFLA/tR0zdAzHnHo/s400/DSC04267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S37CgCqjwuI/AAAAAAAAFLI/ylbjJe5cOsA/s1600-h/DSC04266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439999255637115618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S37CgCqjwuI/AAAAAAAAFLI/ylbjJe5cOsA/s400/DSC04266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-1875217522747935808?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1875217522747935808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/gabriellas-first-yoga-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1875217522747935808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1875217522747935808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/gabriellas-first-yoga-class.html' title='Gabriella&apos;s First Yoga Class'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S37CoMrF0AI/AAAAAAAAFLY/1dScNrBk4N0/s72-c/DSC04264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1394792562938790270</id><published>2010-02-18T20:20:00.051-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T12:05:12.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disny on Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today we got to see "Disney on Ice: Celebrations" again, this time at the Garden in Boston. We saw it for the first time five months ago, in September, in Providence. A local friend through adoption, Kathy, and her son John, were unfortunately sick today and we were the lucky recipients of their tickets. This was a much different experience for Gabriella than the first time we saw it, though, mainly because of our recent trip to Disney World. She recognized all of the characters this time and throughout the show she would say things like, "Where (did) Pluto go?" This was also a bit of a different experience for me. When I saw the black princess the first time, I remember thinking, "Now that I have a daughter, I have to get up-to-date on the princesses!" I also did not understand why there was a scene in the show set in New Orleans. Since September, Disney's "Princess and the Frog" was released and Gabriella and I saw it in the movie theatre (Gabriella's first movie in a movie theatre). I now recognized Princess Tiana (Disney's first black princess...Yay! It's about time, Disney!), Prince, Naveen, and understood the significance of the New Orleans setting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Getting ready to go to the show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S34ABPAIu-I/AAAAAAAAFK4/XUV4WXuQo94/s1600-h/DSC04202_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439785421117111266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S34ABPAIu-I/AAAAAAAAFK4/XUV4WXuQo94/s400/DSC04202_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We arrived early for the show. While we were heading to our seats, I noticed Minnie Mouse and Mickey Mouse through a set of glass doors. I pointed them out to Gabriella and we headed toward the doors so we could peak in. The doors were open and Gabriella started to walk in and I looked to the staff for approval. The staff was so enamored with Gabriella's cuteness that they let us enter! They were having a breakfast for special needs children and Minnie and Mickey were there for photos. Gabriella headed straight for Minnie Mouse and gave her a hug! This was such a nice bonus and totally happened by luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_9Y4DzvI/AAAAAAAAFKw/j6WIhC68ju0/s1600-h/DSC04204.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439785355048111858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_9Y4DzvI/AAAAAAAAFKw/j6WIhC68ju0/s400/DSC04204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanted to take a photo of Gabriella with both Minnie and Mickey, but Gabriella was only interested in posing with Minnie!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_5PZWCcI/AAAAAAAAFKo/i1ysOVPgzgU/s1600-h/DSC04205.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439785283783887298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_5PZWCcI/AAAAAAAAFKo/i1ysOVPgzgU/s400/DSC04205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Striking another pose with Minnie and Mickey...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_zO8ZYoI/AAAAAAAAFKg/sObmnJ1xhqk/s1600-h/DSC04261.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439785180583256706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_zO8ZYoI/AAAAAAAAFKg/sObmnJ1xhqk/s400/DSC04261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and another!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_t9cOwgI/AAAAAAAAFKY/NxYQYli8fcE/s1600-h/DSC04211_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439785089985593858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_t9cOwgI/AAAAAAAAFKY/NxYQYli8fcE/s400/DSC04211_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think Gabriella is the cutest child on this planet (she is, of course, her mother's daughter!). It always tickles me when people reaffirm this! It is not unusual for us to get stopped in public and for people to comment on how cute she is. Today, the compliments were endless. We even had a lady stop us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to ask me if she could take a picture of Gabriella. At least she asked. There was a strange man in Disney World who I caught taking pictures of Gabriella which creeped me out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_pIVCKpI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/hIMkU7SjFTA/s1600-h/DSC04215.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439785007008852626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_pIVCKpI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/hIMkU7SjFTA/s400/DSC04215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I though this picture was so cute because it looks like Minnie Mouse was kissing Gabriella!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_kSEmaVI/AAAAAAAAFKI/UyIHflWnEEc/s1600-h/DSC04214.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439784923724933458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_kSEmaVI/AAAAAAAAFKI/UyIHflWnEEc/s400/DSC04214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella striking another pose in front of the ice before the show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_a-auulI/AAAAAAAAFKA/lxmNjvnbxRo/s1600-h/DSC04216.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439784763830221394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_a-auulI/AAAAAAAAFKA/lxmNjvnbxRo/s400/DSC04216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These are similar photos taken during our first Disney Ice show five months earlier. It is amazing how much Gabriella has changed in so little time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_UKiDTQI/AAAAAAAAFJ4/_Er8Bz2A0gI/s1600-h/DSC01959.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439784646823070978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_UKiDTQI/AAAAAAAAFJ4/_Er8Bz2A0gI/s400/DSC01959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_Pmk8RtI/AAAAAAAAFJw/8UyiO_7x9hg/s1600-h/DSC01960.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439784568452040402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33_Pmk8RtI/AAAAAAAAFJw/8UyiO_7x9hg/s400/DSC01960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waiting for the show to begin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-9dMrA5I/AAAAAAAAFJo/9cxxMC9-aYQ/s1600-h/DSC04220.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439784256696681362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-9dMrA5I/AAAAAAAAFJo/9cxxMC9-aYQ/s400/DSC04220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella LOVES "cupon" (pronounced cup-on) aka popcorn so, of course, we had to have some while we were waiting for the show to begin!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-4yOu-6I/AAAAAAAAFJg/EoBA1Uwa8h4/s1600-h/DSC04222.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439784176443128738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-4yOu-6I/AAAAAAAAFJg/EoBA1Uwa8h4/s400/DSC04222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-0ITYjyI/AAAAAAAAFJY/Tf8lpCuQL58/s1600-h/DSC04224.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439784096468864802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-0ITYjyI/AAAAAAAAFJY/Tf8lpCuQL58/s400/DSC04224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since our trip to Disney World, specifically since our lunch with the princesses during our trip to Disney World, Gabriella DOES NOT like the princesses! On our ride in to see this show, Gabriella said, "No princesses." Of course, there were princesses, but Gabriella did okay since they were not too close.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-hWDaZ2I/AAAAAAAAFJI/W0-t7HS3Ur8/s1600-h/DSC04227.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439783773742458722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-hWDaZ2I/AAAAAAAAFJI/W0-t7HS3Ur8/s400/DSC04227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-c76JG4I/AAAAAAAAFJA/mnP-G6KmxpI/s1600-h/DSC04236.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439783698004777858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-c76JG4I/AAAAAAAAFJA/mnP-G6KmxpI/s400/DSC04236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-YC-n_hI/AAAAAAAAFI4/5eTZ8SotiOE/s1600-h/DSC04257.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439783614003281426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-YC-n_hI/AAAAAAAAFI4/5eTZ8SotiOE/s400/DSC04257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is not a very good photo, but it shows how much Gabriella was enjoying the show.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439783892216673154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-oPZ3c4I/AAAAAAAAFJQ/w3RNjgnd5dk/s400/DSC04229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had very good seats. They were a bit further back than our seats at our first show, but more centered. The only problem was that three adults were sitting in front of us, one of who had to have been over six feet tall, which slightly obstructed our view. During intermission we moved to an empty aisle seat behind some children. Gabriella is a "mover" so this was perfect for Gabriella because she was able to stand in the aisle and move and dance along.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-SvtLeYI/AAAAAAAAFIw/dURbkOjDqpk/s1600-h/DSC04254.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439783522930489730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S33-SvtLeYI/AAAAAAAAFIw/dURbkOjDqpk/s400/DSC04254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I typically do not buy souvenirs at these shows because they are way overpriced. For example, a t-shirt that you can currently buy at the Disney store for around $3 sells for about $20 at the show. Gabriella is typically satisfied with whatever themed items I bring with us from home. I do, however, buy the CD soundtrack if they offer one. Gabriella LOVES music and we always listen to children's music in the car, so I am always looking for new music for her. Plus, the CD's typically sell for around $15 which, I believe, is a reasonable price. When we saw this show the first time they did not have any CD's for sale. They did this time, though, so I bought it. The music was not the soundtrack from this show; it has songs from the past 25 years of Disney on Ice, so it included some older songs. We listed to the CD during our ride home. The CD had the song, "It's a Small World." I asked Gabriella if she remembered the song. She asked, "I sit there?" I asked her if she meant she wanted to sit on the ride again and she answered, "Yes." I told her we could ride "It's a Small World" again next time we go to Disney World. I was pleasantly surprised that she remembered the ride and that she correlated the song with the ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home, we stopped for lunch. We shared a brownie sundae for dessert which was a highlight of the day for mommy! Another fun day with my little mouse!&lt;/span&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/8069434170703369846-1394792562938790270?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1394792562938790270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/disny-on-ice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1394792562938790270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1394792562938790270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/disny-on-ice.html' title='Disny on Ice'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S34ABPAIu-I/AAAAAAAAFK4/XUV4WXuQo94/s72-c/DSC04202_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-2466793357747241883</id><published>2010-02-16T20:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:14:46.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Troublemaker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella surely keeps me on my toes! I have a small trash barrel in my bedroom. I was emptying it this evening into the kitchen trash and noticed that liquid started pouring out. I turned the barrel over to figure out what the liquid was and noticed there was a pool of URINE on the bottom of the barrel!  It would be a physical impossibility for the dogs or cats to urinate in the barrel and it certainly wasn't me, so that leaves only one possible culprit!  Gabriella is only left unsupervised for at most 5 minutes at a time, so she is a quick little bugger! It is not uncommon, though, for her to take all of her clothes off including her diaper making it easy for her to do such things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-2466793357747241883?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2466793357747241883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-little-troublemaker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2466793357747241883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2466793357747241883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-little-troublemaker.html' title='My Little Troublemaker!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5174142141818482271</id><published>2010-02-16T13:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:21:50.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Interest in "Big Girl" Underwear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am making every attempt to potty train Gabriella. Gabriella has (unsuccessfully) worn underwear in the past, but, of course, I keep trying. I took out her new Dora underwear and showed them to her. She yelled, "Aah" and jumped back as if she were afraid! We put them on and she kept admiring herself in them. I kept reminding her that if she had to go potty she had to tell me so that we could go on the potty and so she wouldn't wet her new "big girl" underwear. After questioning her many times, she said she had to go. I put her on the potty, but there was no output. Moments after she was off the potty, her new Dora underwear were wet. The diaper is back on and it is no big deal to her! I am thinking that when she is in the first grade I will have to volunteer with her class so that I can change her diaper!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438907937270693522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S3rh888SfpI/AAAAAAAAFGA/2-XGIyEjm0M/s400/Underwear+021610_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5174142141818482271?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5174142141818482271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-interest-in-big-girl-underwear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5174142141818482271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5174142141818482271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-interest-in-big-girl-underwear.html' title='No Interest in &quot;Big Girl&quot; Underwear'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S3rh888SfpI/AAAAAAAAFGA/2-XGIyEjm0M/s72-c/Underwear+021610_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-2644005449676883990</id><published>2010-01-25T19:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:54:44.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training...Not Going So Well!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella and I spent the day today with Auntie Kathy at Auntie Kathy's house.  In her usual fashion, Gabriella decided to strip, first her pants, and then her DIAPER...in the middle of Kathy's living room!  I am used to her doing this at home, and she has unsuccessfully attempted it in public, but has never been successful at going commando in a place other than our home!  We gave her a pair of Ava's underwear to wear and she wore them proudly.  I figured it was a good opportunity for some potty training.  I kept reminding her that if she had to go we would have to go to the bathroom.  We even had several "false alarms" in which she sat on the potty with no result.  While playing, Gabriella sat in Ava's (nicely handmade) wooden block cart (which she commonly does) and we did not think anything of it.  Next thing we know, she is announcing, "I poop!"  I lifted her up and there was a huge puddle of urine covering the bottom of the block cart.  Auntie Kathie and I ran into action!  Nope, my silly bug is not ready for potty training!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella had us cracking us up in the day earlier, as well.  There was a program on the television that has a yoga warm-up routine.  Gabriella was diligently following along and seriously intent on copying the moves.  She looked so cute!  My little lovebug never ceases to amaze me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-2644005449676883990?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2644005449676883990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/potty-trainingnot-going-so-well.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2644005449676883990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2644005449676883990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/potty-trainingnot-going-so-well.html' title='Potty Training...Not Going So Well!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-980616565024335159</id><published>2010-01-13T19:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:14:06.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to the Dentist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The health of Gabriella's teeth has concerned me from the first time I met her.  Gabriella was allowed to, and had gotten in the habit of, sleeping with a bottle.  At this point, I was legally only a "visitor." When your child is being raised by someone else, you have the same concerns as any parent would but you have zero control of what is actually being done.  You can make suggestions for how your child should be cared for and those suggestions can either be followed, or not, and you have absolutely no ability to change it.  During one of our visit trips, my mother and I had noticed that one of her top front teeth appeared decayed.  Gabriella came home on Friday, September 5, 2008 (we actually landed early Saturday morning) and I had her at the dentist three days later, on Tuesday.  We went to an oral surgeon for a consult on Wednesday, and the tooth was removed on Thursday!  What a welcome home to the United States!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Children&lt;/span&gt; don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;typically&lt;/span&gt; start seeing a dentist regularly until they are a little older, but because of our concerns, we see the dentist every six months.  During our visit prior to today's, the dentist had found a cavity and did a silver filling with no drilling since this was the least invasive and most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;permanent&lt;/span&gt; solution for a baby tooth.  Knock on wood, I, personally, have never had a cavity or any other teeth issues, so I am especially paranoid about keeping Gabriella's teeth healthy.  I am happy to share, though, that today's visit found NO new cavities!  Hip hip hooray!  Our daily tooth brushing struggles are paying off and are well worth the effort!  The dentist also noted that her bottom molars were through, but that her top ones were not through yet.  Gabriella is scheduled for her first teeth cleaning in August.  Hopefully we can keep her cavity-free in the meantime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-980616565024335159?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/980616565024335159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/visit-to-dentist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/980616565024335159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/980616565024335159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/visit-to-dentist.html' title='Visit to the Dentist'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5957322915799608037</id><published>2010-01-12T20:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T03:58:36.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Paperwork Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I kept thinking about how I could have greatly benefited from a full-time secretary through Gabriella's adoption process!  I would never have guessed how frustrating all of the paperwork is and how much work it takes to get it all done - the pre-adoption paperwork, now the post-adoption paperwork, and then the ongoing "maintenance" of it.  By maintenance, I mean keeping track of it and keeping it safe.  At the same time, I wonder how much of this paperwork stress is real and how much of it is self-induced!  I am completely paranoid about making sure all of the adoption paperwork (pre and post) has all t's crossed and i's dotted.  The stress is induced by the sad truth that this is all I have legally to prove that Gabriella is my daughter, whereas biological parents have DNA.  Realistically, this should never come in to question, but it still concerns me.  This probably stems from my fear of Gabriella being ripped away from me while she was in my custody during my visit trips in Guatemala.  Some attorneys in Guatemala would not allow adoptive parents to leave the hotels with their baby during their visits.  There were stories (how true they were, I have no idea) of even foster parents being out with their foster child, the taxi they were riding in with the baby being stopped, the foster family being asked to provide paperwork on-the-spot showing proper custody, and when they could not show it, the babies being ripped away and taken into custody.  The thought of this caused knots in my stomach, not only for when I visited, but for the remainder of the time Gabriella was in Guatemala and with her foster family.  A part of the fear also stems from our current state of affairs with Hispanics in the Unites States.  As we all know, the situation is not extremely amicable and, sadly, I am afraid that as Gabriella gets older the situation may get worse.  Her "paperwork" may become completely necessary to prove citizenship, or the like.  These fears surface for me in present day, mainly when I am traveling though an airport with Gabriella.  Realistically, I do not believe I have to carry identification for Gabriella to travel domestically.  Also, what are the chances somebody would randomly question my maternity?  And what right would anybody have in doing so anyway?  But, my fear, founded or unfounded, is still real and this causes me to be insanely diligent with all of her paperwork.  God bless families that complete multiple international adoptions, especially back-to-back ones.  Keeping track of the paperwork must be a nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the middle of December I received Gabriella's Massachusetts adoption certificate which basically legally recognizes Gabriella's adoption in Massachusetts and the United States.  It also contained her legal name change from Astrid Mariela Draper to Gabriella Astrid Draper.  With the holidays (and a bit of laziness), I had not began updating all of her name changes (i.e. Social Security, Certificate of Citizenship, Passport, and Insurance), and it has been a heavy weight on my head.  So, last night I went searching for all of the forms online that I needed and officially started the process.  This morning, I took Gabriella's Massachusetts adoption certificate to the Social Security office and, after a long wait (specifically, two long waits because the first wait was too long and I had to leave for another appointment), her name was officially changed with Social Security and we will have her new card within two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next three name changes (Certificate of Citizenship, Passport, and Insurance) will be more "difficult" because there is no physical office that I can carry Gabriella's Massachusetts adoption certificate to.  I also knew that I had to somehow get what I thought was Gabriella's Massachusetts birth certificate.  This is where I was mistaken and, luckily, I had called my county's Probate Court and then the Vital Records office in Boston for clarification on procedure.  What I did not know is that Gabriella will never have a US birth certificate (which makes sense since she was not born here, but I thought that this was the result of a Massachusetts readoption). She could only potentially get a Massachusetts birth "record" which is NOT an official document like a birth certificate.  I was told, "the birth record looks pretty, but is not a legal document."  What I was holding in my hand, the Massachusetts adoption certificate, was THE document.  AND, making matters more nerve-wracking for me is that we can NEVER get another true, official copy of it from the courts since adoptions are sealed.  I can get unofficial copies, but if the copy I have is ever lost, stolen, in a fire, etc. we are essentially "out of luck."  UGHHH.  Worse yet, is that in order to get a birth record, I would have to FOREVER SURRENDER and FORFEIT this only official document that we will ever have.  Nobody ever told me this until I learned of it, by chance, today.  The town clerk in my town office did not even know this and if I had simply handed the adoption certificate over, without warning, for a birth record, we would never be able to get it back.  I know we are only talking paperwork, but this is some of the most important paperwork that legally ties Gabriella and I together.  I was told that the town clerk would be able to give me "true and attested" copies of the original.  Once I receive them, the actual copy is going to be locked away in a bank safe deposit box with her other two documents that we will only ever get one of, her Guatemalan adoption paperwork with her Guatemalan birth certificate and her Certificate of Citizenship, the only document that proves her citizenship.  Where, you may ask, is her adoption certificate at this present moment?  In my town clerk's office while I am waiting for the "true and attested" copies.  It is NOT in my possession which is making me insane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During all of these "festivities" today, Gabriella was at my mother's day care.  Since I have been out of work, Gabriella has been staying home with me because I am trying to take advantage of this time with her knowing that this time will not last forever, that I will be going back to work and she will be going back to daycare, and that we will probably never have this opportunity again.  Gabriella loves playing with her friends at school and had a fun time today.  BUT, she doesn't listen to her teachers and even talks back a bit!  For example, if the teacher calls her to do something, she won't do as she is asked and she may even answer back with a firm, "No!"  I sense that I have my work cut out for me!  After I picked her up, we went into the infant room at the day care to play with some of the babies.  Gabriella LOVES babies.  She gently rubs their heads and backs, brings them toys, and observes their behaviors.  Today, for the first time, we let her "hold" two of the babies and she was as proud as could be!  Seeing Gabriella interact with the babies really made me realize how much she has already grown and made me realize that she definitely isn't a baby anymore.  Time is flying and I wish I could get it to slow down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5957322915799608037?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5957322915799608037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/paperwork-continues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5957322915799608037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5957322915799608037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/paperwork-continues.html' title='The Paperwork Continues'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-3984396857454916247</id><published>2010-01-12T02:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T02:51:09.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cinco, Dos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Cinco, dos."  This is Gabriella's newest "phrase!"  She says is at random times and I don't believe she is "counting" anything.  She roughly understands counting in Spanish up to seis / six.  I will say, "uno," she'll say, "dos," etc. up to seis.  So I believe she knows that cinco, dos isn't proper order.  Sometimes she'll even add an extra "cinco" or two (or more) to make it "cinco, cinco, dos, etc." Maybe 52 is her "lucky" number?  Very curious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-3984396857454916247?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3984396857454916247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/cinco-dos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3984396857454916247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3984396857454916247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/cinco-dos.html' title='&quot;Cinco, Dos&quot;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-3929987775591521321</id><published>2010-01-03T20:57:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:08:44.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Choosing a Wedding Venue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was a snowy day in Massachusetts, but we spent much of the afternoon looking at, and eating brunch at, the venue that Tita Candace and Tito Steve have chosen for their wedding. The wedding will be held on April 30, 2011 in Assonet, MA. I will be the Maid of Honor and Gabriella will be a Flower Girl. The venue is beautiful and will be a wonderful location for this wonderful event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FXkmeA44I/AAAAAAAAFEI/eHkTGKLSS7M/s1600-h/DSC03573.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422711712644129666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FXkmeA44I/AAAAAAAAFEI/eHkTGKLSS7M/s400/DSC03573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422711800215024034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FXpssisaI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/wvq6yFFmoGY/s400/DSC03572.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tita Candace and Tito Steve were teaching Gabriella wedding etiquette! Payback will be fun when they have children!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422711918654602290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FXwl6vPDI/AAAAAAAAFEY/7kb-9lCOJc4/s400/DSC03568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella LOVES playing with other children and is not shy to approach a group of new children to play. She saw a group of children playing on the dance floor and had to join them. She was particularly drawn to this little boy and had fun playing with him. She even tried tickling him a couple of times, but he wasn't having it!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FXd1hHB-I/AAAAAAAAFEA/8k86D37T4j8/s1600-h/DSC03579_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422711596424562658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FXd1hHB-I/AAAAAAAAFEA/8k86D37T4j8/s400/DSC03579_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella playing with the groom...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FWy2D5t3I/AAAAAAAAFD4/IaSBxlzri-A/s1600-h/DSC03584.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422710857836115826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FWy2D5t3I/AAAAAAAAFD4/IaSBxlzri-A/s400/DSC03584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and kissing the bride!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422712061585147538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FX46YCRpI/AAAAAAAAFEg/9u7I1LE89ic/s400/DSC03567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella and I are looking forward to this awesome event!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-3929987775591521321?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3929987775591521321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/choosing-wedding-venue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3929987775591521321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3929987775591521321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/choosing-wedding-venue.html' title='Choosing a Wedding Venue'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FXkmeA44I/AAAAAAAAFEI/eHkTGKLSS7M/s72-c/DSC03573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-4686960795482883069</id><published>2010-01-03T19:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:16:04.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretend Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella has started using her imagination a lot while playing.  Her current favorite toy is the kitchen that Tita Candace and Tito Steve bought her for Christmas.  She mixes up many different pretend concoctions for her and me to eat!  Yesterday she began playing with a pretend frog.  She cradles him in her hand and we pass him back and forth.  Tonight she ate him along with a pretend fish!  I wonder if he is gone for good in her digestive system or if he will be out to play again later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-4686960795482883069?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4686960795482883069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/pretend-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4686960795482883069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4686960795482883069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/pretend-play.html' title='Pretend Play'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5057173401752310321</id><published>2010-01-02T22:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:06:26.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stampers and Baking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was a cold, snowy day, so we tried to entertain ourselves at home today.  Gabriella is enjoying arts and crafts more and more now, so yesterday I bought her some new stampers.  I though they were really cool since they were the largest stampers I've seen and thought that they would be perfect for her little hands to handle more easily.  At lunchtime, I got Gabriella set-up with the stampers so she could play with them while I prepared lunch.  I was at the counters getting lunch ready.  I turned my head to check on her and this is what I saw!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Aw3ehRKjI/AAAAAAAAFDw/6pkQLLxGBPo/s1600-h/DSC03555_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422387680997616178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Aw3ehRKjI/AAAAAAAAFDw/6pkQLLxGBPo/s400/DSC03555_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS&lt;/em&gt; is what happens when you give your two year old stampers and turn your back for literally 30 seconds!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Aw0UYXHkI/AAAAAAAAFDo/MAZEajmuNQI/s1600-h/DSC03556_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422387626736295490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Aw0UYXHkI/AAAAAAAAFDo/MAZEajmuNQI/s400/DSC03556_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AwxUQOs8I/AAAAAAAAFDg/ZGXCIPlLDl4/s1600-h/DSC03559.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422387575162581954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AwxUQOs8I/AAAAAAAAFDg/ZGXCIPlLDl4/s400/DSC03559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Awl41U03I/AAAAAAAAFDY/wE3fZZoDBzc/s1600-h/DSC03559.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Close-up evidence of the offense!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AwhLwV8tI/AAAAAAAAFDQ/Xwfmrqi3Upg/s1600-h/DSC03560.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422387298003448530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AwhLwV8tI/AAAAAAAAFDQ/Xwfmrqi3Upg/s400/DSC03560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After we got her somewhat cleaned up, we proceeded to bake carrot pecan muffins.  Gabriella LOVES helping.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AwW4kW53I/AAAAAAAAFDA/Zus68Vd-LUc/s1600-h/DSC03566.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422387121054214002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AwW4kW53I/AAAAAAAAFDA/Zus68Vd-LUc/s400/DSC03566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; But, what's the point in baking it?  It taste great as-is!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422387190496277490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Awa7Qos_I/AAAAAAAAFDI/jn14VbwfZZ4/s400/DSC03563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella is constantly keeping me on my toes, but is a load of fun and a regular source of entertainment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5057173401752310321?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5057173401752310321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/stampers-and-baking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5057173401752310321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5057173401752310321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/stampers-and-baking.html' title='Stampers and Baking'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Aw3ehRKjI/AAAAAAAAFDw/6pkQLLxGBPo/s72-c/DSC03555_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-4276722725952095097</id><published>2010-01-02T20:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:03:30.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriella's Newest Phrases</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella has three new phrases that she has been using frequently and, amusingly, in appropriate situations!  The first is "Ready, Set!" as in "Ready, Set, Go!.  I don't know if she learned this at Early Intervention speech class or while watching a television show.  The next is "Ta-Dah!"  I have no idea where she learned this one.  And the final new phrase, that I am really not proud of, is "Oh, God!"   Sadly, she got this one from me.  I am very careful about cursing around her, but this is one inappropriate phrase that I use a lot and haven't been successful at stopping.  She is a little sponge that takes everything in and soaks it up phenomenally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-4276722725952095097?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4276722725952095097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/gabriellas-newest-phrases.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4276722725952095097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4276722725952095097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/gabriellas-newest-phrases.html' title='Gabriella&apos;s Newest Phrases'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-939467468498855572</id><published>2010-01-02T20:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:35:06.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Welcome"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are still working on proper pronunciation, but Gabriella has mastered the use of "Thank You."  She is rather polite and often surprises me with thanking me and others at appropriate times.  Within the past couple of weeks, though, she has learned to reply to a "Thank You" with "Welcome."  It is very, very cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-939467468498855572?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/939467468498855572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/939467468498855572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/939467468498855572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome.html' title='&quot;Welcome&quot;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7608908411942939926</id><published>2010-01-02T20:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:31:19.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beatboxing Diva!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My daughter has me in stitches!  Gabriella loves music.  She has a Dora guitar (thanks Grammy and Grampy) and an echo microphone (suggested by Early Intervention) and we sing together alternating using the guitar and microphone.  Usually we sing a song that she made up that goes like this, "Sing, Song, Sing a Song" and repeat.  Well, that is, until tonight!  There is a new commercial on Nick Jr. that has a rapper, whose name I cannot remember right now, and he is beatboxing in the commercial!  So, Gabriella hands me the microphone and says, "sing song" so I start in on her little diddy and she says "No" to stop me.  I look at her and she made beatboxing-like sounds with her mouth!  I cracked up!  She wanted me to beatbox!  So I obliged!  Who would have thought that I would have ever been beatboxing!  I then handed the microphone to her to allow her her turn to beatbox on the mic!  It is so funny how perceptive she is and how she picks things up.  Gabriella never ceases to amazes me and is constantly amusing me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7608908411942939926?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7608908411942939926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-beatboxing-diva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7608908411942939926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7608908411942939926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-beatboxing-diva.html' title='My Beatboxing Diva!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-6037735958833638724</id><published>2009-12-30T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:01:36.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriella's First Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella saw her first movie today.  She saw Disney's, "The Princess and the Frog" with me and Grammy and cousins Andrew and Isabella.  The fact that her first movie was the one in which Disney introduced it's first black princess was very momentous to me.  Gabriella was immediately engaged once the previews started rolling and this continued for the beginning portion of the movie, but then her attention span rapidly depleted which I was not unprepared for.  She spent a bit of time fooling around with Isabella and playing in the empty row of seats behind us.  I let her expend a bit of her energy and then reeled her back in to watch the rest of the movie.  She did well through the remainder of the movie.  The large container of popcorn was a very welcome added bonus for her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-6037735958833638724?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6037735958833638724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/gabriellas-first-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/6037735958833638724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/6037735958833638724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/gabriellas-first-movie.html' title='Gabriella&apos;s First Movie'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7412970255958259948</id><published>2009-12-21T22:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:43:13.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Ear Infection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of the factors that may have played into Gabriella not enjoying the snow yesterday is that she has a double ear infection.  Poor baby.  She had been up off and on throughout the night the night before last.  She said, "Teeth" when I asked her what was wrong.  I believe she is cutting her molars and attributed the fussiness to this.  She was up again last night, though, so I had to take her in to the doctor to get her checked out.  The poor baby was in a lot of pain.  So much so that on the way to the doctor's office, she vomited all over herself in the car.  She is on antibiotics now and hopefully she is well quickly and hopefully certainly before Christmas.  We DO NOT want a repeat of last year's Christmas in which she was hospitalized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7412970255958259948?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7412970255958259948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/double-ear-infection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7412970255958259948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7412970255958259948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/double-ear-infection.html' title='Double Ear Infection'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5506779406492542230</id><published>2009-12-20T16:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:36:58.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had our first significant snowfall of the season today.  I asked Gabriella several times throughout the day if she wanted to go out and play in it, but she was not interested in doing so.  That is, until Grampy came over and she saw him outside shoveling.  It took me longer to bundle her up than she actually stayed outside!  She spent ten minutes, at most, outside before she wanted to head back in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fg-JSVs2I/AAAAAAAAFF4/A97HCeCe3eA/s1600-h/DSC03399.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422722047091782498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fg-JSVs2I/AAAAAAAAFF4/A97HCeCe3eA/s400/DSC03399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Helping Grampy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fg5OfiHQI/AAAAAAAAFFw/xnAuswGWNUk/s1600-h/DSC03402.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422721962589953282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fg5OfiHQI/AAAAAAAAFFw/xnAuswGWNUk/s400/DSC03402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NOT enjoying herself!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fg1VRnBuI/AAAAAAAAFFo/fkKaYlk8gY4/s1600-h/DSC03406.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422721895691126498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fg1VRnBuI/AAAAAAAAFFo/fkKaYlk8gY4/s400/DSC03406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My little snow bunny!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fgl-ahMeI/AAAAAAAAFFY/DYJpeadAq98/s1600-h/DSC03408.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422721631856439778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fgl-ahMeI/AAAAAAAAFFY/DYJpeadAq98/s400/DSC03408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5506779406492542230?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5506779406492542230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5506779406492542230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5506779406492542230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fg-JSVs2I/AAAAAAAAFF4/A97HCeCe3eA/s72-c/DSC03399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-6556532297976108406</id><published>2009-12-18T22:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:27:34.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grammy and I took Gabriella and Isabella to see the Enchanted Village at Jordan's Furniture in Avon, MA and we loved it! It was very cute and is definitely a Christmastime activity that I hope we will do every year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FdWsBclGI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/sCtxk-__RrM/s1600-h/Enchanted_Village_121809.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422718070686520418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FdWsBclGI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/sCtxk-__RrM/s400/Enchanted_Village_121809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enchanted Village is a holiday display with 28 holiday scenes and 250 animated figures.  It was originally created in 1958 for the Jordan Marsh Company. The display was originally displayed in Jordan Marsh's Downtown Crossing store in Boston until 1972. It remained closed from 1972 until 1990. Then, in 1998, when Macy’s purchased Jordan Marsh, the display was sold to the City of Boston for a City Hall Plaza display. In 2003, the display was moved to the Hynes Convention Center and by 2006, Boston stopped displaying The Enchanted Village altogether. In 2009, the Village was put up for auction and Jordan’s Furniture purchased and restored it. The display now includes 18 holiday scenes and 59 animated figurines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422718007071034050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FdS_CVSsI/AAAAAAAAFFI/A6xWbJc2Zik/s400/DSC03362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FdPICdqKI/AAAAAAAAFFA/ewgoJkZL72s/s1600-h/DSC03363.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422717940768024738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FdPICdqKI/AAAAAAAAFFA/ewgoJkZL72s/s400/DSC03363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fc9XZ4AFI/AAAAAAAAFEw/GZqCQPctp4I/s1600-h/DSC03371.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422717635655106642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fc9XZ4AFI/AAAAAAAAFEw/GZqCQPctp4I/s400/DSC03371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We even saw Elliott of Jordan's Furniture and I felt like we saw a celebrity!  Of course, I had to take a picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fcxbq38RI/AAAAAAAAFEo/VisOplg38nc/s1600-h/DSC03396.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422717430641717522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Fcxbq38RI/AAAAAAAAFEo/VisOplg38nc/s400/DSC03396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After seeing the beautiful holiday scenes, we saw a laser light show set to Christmas music that was pretty cool as well.  We are already looking forward to doing this again next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-6556532297976108406?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6556532297976108406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/enchanted-village.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/6556532297976108406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/6556532297976108406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/enchanted-village.html' title='Enchanted Village'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0FdWsBclGI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/sCtxk-__RrM/s72-c/Enchanted_Village_121809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-2156323843240757876</id><published>2009-12-17T23:31:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:48:55.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since I have been home from work, I have been cherishing my time with Gabriella and have not been sending her in to school.  Not knowing that today was the school's Christmas party and class's Christmas performance, for the first time since the summer I sent Gabriella in to school to play for a little while.  If I knew of these festivities I would definitely have sent her in with Christmas attire on, but I had no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The kids sang and danced for their parents.  Gabriella is not shy and performed along with the children even though she had not previously rehearsed with them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AsvseoroI/AAAAAAAAFC4/pVZ3JUPtvqc/s1600-h/DSC03339.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422383149259206274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AsvseoroI/AAAAAAAAFC4/pVZ3JUPtvqc/s400/DSC03339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The children wore reindeer hats, but Gabriella was not interested in wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hers&lt;/span&gt; at school.  She did, however, model it for me tonight and the hat slid right over her eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422382435469498258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AsGJZ6F5I/AAAAAAAAFCA/4muphajkj7c/s400/Reindeer+Hat_121809_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the performance and before snack, Gabriella snuck off to the corner to read a book...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AsqCePtZI/AAAAAAAAFCw/kKQUV3bItjc/s1600-h/DSC03341.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422383052083934610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AsqCePtZI/AAAAAAAAFCw/kKQUV3bItjc/s400/DSC03341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and then had a visitor!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AslATnriI/AAAAAAAAFCo/JoIGp7QOTSg/s1600-h/DSC03343.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422382965603151394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AslATnriI/AAAAAAAAFCo/JoIGp7QOTSg/s400/DSC03343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This kid's got good taste in girls!  Gabriella was extremely uninterested in the attention and I LOVED how she just turned her head!  Hopefully this disinterest in boys will remain in tact until she is forty!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Asf7a071I/AAAAAAAAFCg/EB-cdkh_pdE/s1600-h/DSC03344.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422382878391856978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Asf7a071I/AAAAAAAAFCg/EB-cdkh_pdE/s400/DSC03344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She's my girl!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Asc51huOI/AAAAAAAAFCY/PbUJZCJCOHU/s1600-h/DSC03346.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422382826427365602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Asc51huOI/AAAAAAAAFCY/PbUJZCJCOHU/s400/DSC03346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After her quiet time, Gabriella joined in for a Christmas snack feast with the class!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AsNlscm4I/AAAAAAAAFCI/S9GWJGnj97s/s1600-h/DSC03349.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422382563322534786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AsNlscm4I/AAAAAAAAFCI/S9GWJGnj97s/s400/DSC03349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/8069434170703369846-2156323843240757876?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2156323843240757876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/school-christmas-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2156323843240757876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2156323843240757876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/school-christmas-party.html' title='School Christmas Party'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AsvseoroI/AAAAAAAAFC4/pVZ3JUPtvqc/s72-c/DSC03339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8043519004117726685</id><published>2009-12-12T23:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:49:53.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Gift Bazaar to Benefit Mayan Families</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We hosted a (what we hope to be annual) Holiday Gift Bazaar today from 9 AM to 2 PM. We were fortunate to be able to host the event in the building of my mother's daycare center, Learning Step-by-Step Day School. The idea for a fundraising bazaar was conceived about two and a half weeks ago and, after quick planning and coordination by my friends Kathy and Kerri(without whose help this event would never would have happened) and me, we orchestrated a very successful event. We were able to earn a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;profit&lt;/span&gt; of $1400 which will be donated to Mayan Families to purchase ten beds (frames and mattresses) for families who currently sleep on the floor or hard boards. The outpouring of support from the community, friends, and family was unbelievable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a raffle of donated items, ...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AmENhcmrI/AAAAAAAAFAo/msNC1OGat4Y/s1600-h/DSC03317.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422375805145356978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AmENhcmrI/AAAAAAAAFAo/msNC1OGat4Y/s400/DSC03317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...we sold donated food and beverages, ...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422375734430622818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AmAGFvZGI/AAAAAAAAFAg/eC2lveHvdkI/s400/DSC03328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and we had 32 vendors.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422376955510273154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AnHK90NII/AAAAAAAAFB4/NSVlMIbrz1Y/s400/DSC03318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422376863421661298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AnBz6LgHI/AAAAAAAAFBw/6iBRmnw2U0U/s400/DSC03319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422376691545109618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Am3znndHI/AAAAAAAAFBo/GVlv0yulXng/s400/DSC03320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422376591947403730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AmyAlrEdI/AAAAAAAAFBg/UKUrlvSxGXw/s400/DSC03321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422376509343022610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AmtM3QPhI/AAAAAAAAFBY/7iH7R7m6BdM/s400/DSC03322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422376398707082178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Ammwtlw8I/AAAAAAAAFBQ/rv_dcQFVbTI/s400/DSC03323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422376271291321266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AmfWDTi7I/AAAAAAAAFBI/JgHee2I7bcc/s400/DSC03324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422376039419567554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AmR2QxXcI/AAAAAAAAFBA/mtSUayFPuwo/s400/DSC03325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422375979447660418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AmOW2Wr4I/AAAAAAAAFA4/L0L1VuwZgtg/s400/DSC03326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422375883734237778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AmIySfwlI/AAAAAAAAFAw/7xUGqfee4-I/s400/DSC03327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Of course, our mascot for the event was Gabriella!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AlewRJJWI/AAAAAAAAFAI/Gyjwjf166Og/s1600-h/DSC03330_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422375161637184866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AlewRJJWI/AAAAAAAAFAI/Gyjwjf166Og/s400/DSC03330_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422375233278705490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Ali7Jz_1I/AAAAAAAAFAQ/QXPilx253js/s400/DSC03332_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a long, rewarding day but we were more than ready to "ship out" at the end of the evening!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422375329564595362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0Aloh2KFKI/AAAAAAAAFAY/ZbzMzx_55hA/s400/DSC03335_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We know that the fruits of our efforts will have a significant impact on ten needy families in Guatemala. We are already looking forward to an even more successful fundraising event next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-8043519004117726685?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8043519004117726685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-gift-bazaar-to-benefit-mayan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8043519004117726685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8043519004117726685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-gift-bazaar-to-benefit-mayan.html' title='Holiday Gift Bazaar to Benefit Mayan Families'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/S0AmENhcmrI/AAAAAAAAFAo/msNC1OGat4Y/s72-c/DSC03317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1816322541419595860</id><published>2009-12-08T18:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:09:41.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip to the Voting Polls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella "voted" in her first election today!  Today was the U.S. Senate Primary in Massachusetts and we were proud to vote for Martha Coakley!  Gabriella helped me submit my ballot.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sx7oAExwXfI/AAAAAAAAFAA/XvtzRh82viQ/s1600-h/Voting+for+Martha+Coakley+12-08-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413018890125991410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sx7oAExwXfI/AAAAAAAAFAA/XvtzRh82viQ/s400/Voting+for+Martha+Coakley+12-08-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-1816322541419595860?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1816322541419595860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-trip-to-voting-polls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1816322541419595860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1816322541419595860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-trip-to-voting-polls.html' title='First Trip to the Voting Polls'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sx7oAExwXfI/AAAAAAAAFAA/XvtzRh82viQ/s72-c/Voting+for+Martha+Coakley+12-08-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7423691586383268265</id><published>2009-12-06T20:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T04:29:33.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella's Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today we went to see "Cinderella's Christmas" at the Wilbur Theatre in Boston.  It was a fun day with good company.  We went with Grammy, Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gira&lt;/span&gt;, Cousin Stephanie, and Cousin Bella.  The show, on the other hand, was pretty bad.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The show contained "humor" that was inappropriate for children (even though it was supposed to be a show for children) and "violence".  We were expecting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;, Christmas-themed, princess show, but got the opposite. The two "step-sisters" were calling each other "fat pig" and saying things like "I'll kick you in the head." They were physically fighting; screeching at one another in really high, shrill voices; and their microphone volume was much too high. Within 5 minutes of the show starting, Gabriella started crying and wanted to leave. She said, "Home.  Car."  I immediately took her out of the theatre and when we got out she said, "Bella."  She was nervous that Bella was still in the theatre.  It was very sweet.  Gabriella and I stood outside the entrance to the theatre during the performance and walked in to watch the parts that the "step-sisters" were not in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I LOVE theatrical shows and Gabriella has enjoyed every other show that I've brought her to.  She sits intently and pays close attention.  I was most angered by this show because I was nervous that Gabriella would have a negative association with theatre performances going forward.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Following are pictures from our day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On our way:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzFWbdXQnI/AAAAAAAAE_4/kIEQLzVVqf4/s1600-h/DSC03288.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412417841311203954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzFWbdXQnI/AAAAAAAAE_4/kIEQLzVVqf4/s400/DSC03288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the elevator:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzFOxyfQGI/AAAAAAAAE_w/IpxQekXpbVQ/s1600-h/DSC03290.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412417709866434658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzFOxyfQGI/AAAAAAAAE_w/IpxQekXpbVQ/s400/DSC03290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was Auntie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gira's&lt;/span&gt; birthday so we had a birthday lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Maggiano's&lt;/span&gt; prior to the show.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412417552617698130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzFFn_d81I/AAAAAAAAE_g/2FMgdy20iNU/s400/DSC03295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzFLSlTKPI/AAAAAAAAE_o/yhQ6yfJQLpw/s1600-h/DSC03293.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412417649950009586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzFLSlTKPI/AAAAAAAAE_o/yhQ6yfJQLpw/s400/DSC03293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isabella and Gabriella being silly!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzE_CNoeJI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/V-7HfU-F_T8/s1600-h/DSC03301.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412417439397345426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzE_CNoeJI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/V-7HfU-F_T8/s400/DSC03301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Auntie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gira&lt;/span&gt; bought the girls light-up butterflies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzE2tqq5TI/AAAAAAAAE_Q/Ufm8dHGcIyk/s1600-h/DSC03303_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412417296443041074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzE2tqq5TI/AAAAAAAAE_Q/Ufm8dHGcIyk/s400/DSC03303_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzEcVT7fcI/AAAAAAAAE_I/C9Smun4OZMM/s1600-h/DSC03308.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412416843228609986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzEcVT7fcI/AAAAAAAAE_I/C9Smun4OZMM/s400/DSC03308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gabriella enjoyed a cookie at intermission.  She was licking the sugar sprinkles off the top!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412416623314424594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzEPiETUxI/AAAAAAAAE-4/HJyWrory3f4/s400/DSC03313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The two scary, evil step-sisters, who ruined the show, are on the right!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzEWhECmYI/AAAAAAAAE_A/rQj_zLDnS0Q/s1600-h/DSC03312.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412416743303977346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzEWhECmYI/AAAAAAAAE_A/rQj_zLDnS0Q/s400/DSC03312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Despite the inappropriateness of the show, we enjoyed spending the day in good company with family.  Happy Birthday, Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gira&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7423691586383268265?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7423691586383268265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/cinderellas-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7423691586383268265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7423691586383268265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/cinderellas-christmas.html' title='Cinderella&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SxzFWbdXQnI/AAAAAAAAE_4/kIEQLzVVqf4/s72-c/DSC03288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-3333936180935632787</id><published>2009-11-26T21:17:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:33:19.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella celebrated her second Thanksgiving home today. She was feeling under the weather with Bronchiolitis, so she was not too interested in eating, but her sickness didn't stop her from having a blast with her cousins! One thing I did learn today is that she LOVES eggnog!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408602403247606098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sw83OtDlyVI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/Jtp_x7iUt7A/s400/DSC03269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408602524824222482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sw83Vx9tuxI/AAAAAAAAE-g/VwWOfABfRcA/s400/DSC03271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408602748423013346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sw83iy70g-I/AAAAAAAAE-o/s97iEkZ6qE8/s400/DSC03272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cousin Isabella's birthday is tomorrow, so we celebrated it today with a cake and gifts. Gabriella and I gave Isabella this dollhouse and the kids loved playing with it. Gabriella could play with a dollhouse for hours. I talked to Santa Claus and his Elves are working on the same dollhouse for Gabriella for Christmas!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408602937389720674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sw83ty4_pGI/AAAAAAAAE-w/wF54WI9eVsg/s400/DSC03285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-3333936180935632787?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3333936180935632787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3333936180935632787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3333936180935632787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving-2009.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving 2009'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sw83OtDlyVI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/Jtp_x7iUt7A/s72-c/DSC03269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-994037752427595457</id><published>2009-11-26T17:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:45:06.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayra Receives a Blanket</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mayra, one of the children I sponsor through Mayan Families, and her family did not have enough blankets. Following is a photo of the blanket she received from a donation I made to Mayan Families.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sw8EPxmBnEI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/BQeoaeprjE8/s1600/Blanket+November+2009_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408546346552630338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sw8EPxmBnEI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/BQeoaeprjE8/s400/Blanket+November+2009_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-994037752427595457?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/994037752427595457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/mayras-family-receives-blanket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/994037752427595457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/994037752427595457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/mayras-family-receives-blanket.html' title='Mayra Receives a Blanket'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sw8EPxmBnEI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/BQeoaeprjE8/s72-c/Blanket+November+2009_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7378263928418982869</id><published>2009-11-26T09:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T09:55:43.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Guatadopt Calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella's photo made it onto the back cover of the 2010 Guatadopt.com calendar (top right corner, orange shirt with white ghost on it). You can order a copy of the calendar through Monday (11/30/09) at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.do-good-stuff.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.do-good-stuff.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. There are so many beautiful Guatemalan children in the calendar and it is a wonderful tribute to these beautiful faces of Guatemalan adoption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sw6UvSfPgRI/AAAAAAAAE-I/tDvqFvOougk/s1600/Guadadopt+Calendar+Back+Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408423742656184594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sw6UvSfPgRI/AAAAAAAAE-I/tDvqFvOougk/s400/Guadadopt+Calendar+Back+Cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7378263928418982869?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7378263928418982869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/2010-guatadopt-calendar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7378263928418982869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7378263928418982869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/2010-guatadopt-calendar.html' title='2010 Guatadopt Calendar'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sw6UvSfPgRI/AAAAAAAAE-I/tDvqFvOougk/s72-c/Guadadopt+Calendar+Back+Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5375358106037798780</id><published>2009-11-22T15:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:14:52.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Christmas Portraits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every year since my oldest dog, Riley, was a puppy, it has been my annual tradition to get my dog's photos taken for Christmas cards. Last year was Gabriella's first Christmas home, so last year was the first year for photos of Gabriella with the dogs. As you can probably imagine, it is no easy task getting three dogs and a toddler ready, to the portrait studio, and set-up for some good shots! Thank goodness for Tita Candace's help! Luckily, we were able to capture a few cute pictures. We, unfortunately, did not get any photos of Gabriella alone, though, like I had hoped, because Gabriella had a meltdown at the end of the photo shoot! These are my favorite shots!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwmY3or-tSI/AAAAAAAAE-A/Jn5UTWqRz5A/s1600/Hugging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407020909217101090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwmY3or-tSI/AAAAAAAAE-A/Jn5UTWqRz5A/s400/Hugging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwmYzqOsNkI/AAAAAAAAE94/zVMOsD48Hkw/s1600/Holding_Dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407020840911648322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwmYzqOsNkI/AAAAAAAAE94/zVMOsD48Hkw/s400/Holding_Dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407020659098072530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwmYpE69NdI/AAAAAAAAE9o/gnZWWutNYgk/s400/Silly_Face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwmYvPCYdLI/AAAAAAAAE9w/TxknLATjpaE/s1600/Big_Smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407020764892787890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwmYvPCYdLI/AAAAAAAAE9w/TxknLATjpaE/s400/Big_Smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwmYjWS6E_I/AAAAAAAAE9g/SV965xqfXvY/s1600/Dogs_Alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407020560682718194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwmYjWS6E_I/AAAAAAAAE9g/SV965xqfXvY/s400/Dogs_Alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5375358106037798780?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5375358106037798780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/2009-christmas-portraits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5375358106037798780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5375358106037798780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/2009-christmas-portraits.html' title='2009 Christmas Portraits'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwmY3or-tSI/AAAAAAAAE-A/Jn5UTWqRz5A/s72-c/Hugging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-781175811958632598</id><published>2009-11-21T22:25:00.033-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:55:13.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Latin American Festival and Edaville Railroad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was a busy, eventful, fun-filled day.  We started off the day by going to a Latin American Family Festival in Belmont, MA hosted by Wide Horizons for Children.  We went with Grammy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grampy&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tita&lt;/span&gt;.  The festival was an event for families through adoption of children from Latin American countries.  These events are always so much fun because we get to see so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; children and the families whose lives have been blessed by adoption.  I like to bring Gabriella to these events so that she can see that there are so many other families like our own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9tfhAmCI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/j44_F3zCeoY/s1600/DSC03166.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406779941909993506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9tfhAmCI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/j44_F3zCeoY/s400/DSC03166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Walking into the event venue with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tita&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9mQCAYWI/AAAAAAAAE9I/EaChupZOc_Y/s1600/DSC03169.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406779817494339938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9mQCAYWI/AAAAAAAAE9I/EaChupZOc_Y/s400/DSC03169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella was wearing her cute Guatemala flag shirt which was a gift from another adoptive family.  She was also wearing one Guatemalan flag barrette and one American flag barrette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9hbX30TI/AAAAAAAAE9A/pu606D8GSnA/s1600/DSC03170.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406779734639497522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9hbX30TI/AAAAAAAAE9A/pu606D8GSnA/s400/DSC03170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9bXFNNGI/AAAAAAAAE84/b4qt7GXHzys/s1600/DSC03174.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406779630408250466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9bXFNNGI/AAAAAAAAE84/b4qt7GXHzys/s400/DSC03174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella made friends with Alex, a handsome little boy also from Guatemala:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9XYRiPVI/AAAAAAAAE8w/cMF4wURu-oo/s1600/DSC03176.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406779562008919378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9XYRiPVI/AAAAAAAAE8w/cMF4wURu-oo/s400/DSC03176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella was chasing Alex around the venue!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406780027382648914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9yd7R0FI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/EC2CxDm-3o4/s400/DSC03181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There were a few very nice vendors selling adoption-related and Latin American-related items.  Grammy bought Gabriella a couple of adoption themed books.  Grammy began reading one of the books to Gabriella.  Grammy didn't get very far through the book before Gabriella was up and exploring again!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9Qq593RI/AAAAAAAAE8o/jSoj1uwfT18/s1600/DSC03178.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406779446751255826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9Qq593RI/AAAAAAAAE8o/jSoj1uwfT18/s400/DSC03178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A local Latin American performance group, called La Pinata, performed and entertained the attendees.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9ImQQJeI/AAAAAAAAE8g/1hbwSEa5q0Y/s1600/DSC03184.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406779308063598050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9ImQQJeI/AAAAAAAAE8g/1hbwSEa5q0Y/s400/DSC03184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After lunch at the Guatemalan restaurant, Mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tierra&lt;/span&gt;; a long ride home and nap in the car; and a brief visit home, we were off again to see the Christmas lights and Christmas decorations at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Edaville&lt;/span&gt; Railroad in Carver, MA.  We went with Grammy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Grampy&lt;/span&gt;, Stephanie, Jimmy, Andrew, and Bella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406777282677293938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi7StGhw3I/AAAAAAAAE74/Fr1ukAlK_0E/s400/DSC03210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406777126964628898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi7JpBvDaI/AAAAAAAAE7w/n4l8JCdxR-E/s400/DSC03216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406777046275046498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi7E8b1vGI/AAAAAAAAE7o/y0JWT67Rl68/s400/DSC03217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406776038776759330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi6KTNh5CI/AAAAAAAAE64/LzRdAGM_R_s/s400/DSC03230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi6w0Hgr_I/AAAAAAAAE7g/1XuU6hwUzIw/s1600/DSC03220.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406776700444913650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi6w0Hgr_I/AAAAAAAAE7g/1XuU6hwUzIw/s400/DSC03220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi6qYfcDnI/AAAAAAAAE7Y/Oiw5e3OGkgo/s1600/DSC03222.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406776589949865586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi6qYfcDnI/AAAAAAAAE7Y/Oiw5e3OGkgo/s400/DSC03222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi6gb1JTXI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/t8_guLW7j7E/s1600/DSC03224.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406776419047525746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi6gb1JTXI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/t8_guLW7j7E/s400/DSC03224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The kids got to see Santa Clause for the first time this Christmas season.  Andrew and Bella got their pictures taken with Santa but Gabriella didn't want to be anywhere near him!  I tried to sit Gabriella on Santa's stool, but Gabriella held me with a death grip and wanted no part of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi6YLhpIhI/AAAAAAAAE7I/IrG-KcQg-iM/s1600/DSC03225.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406776277231804946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi6YLhpIhI/AAAAAAAAE7I/IrG-KcQg-iM/s400/DSC03225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella did, though, enjoy the candy cane that Santa Clause gave her!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406776149902461650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi6QxL9itI/AAAAAAAAE7A/xTtz2q7asr8/s400/DSC03229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella loves trains and we took a train ride around the park on the train.  Gabriella was really engaged with seeing all of the Christmas lights that we passed during the train ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi5_IlfWyI/AAAAAAAAE6w/GYewpU2l8kw/s1600/DSC03233.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406775846945905442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi5_IlfWyI/AAAAAAAAE6w/GYewpU2l8kw/s400/DSC03233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi5yCmsdDI/AAAAAAAAE6g/-0RwQ7M8Low/s1600/DSC03237.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406775622002046002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi5yCmsdDI/AAAAAAAAE6g/-0RwQ7M8Low/s400/DSC03237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi5sM0zV-I/AAAAAAAAE6Y/0KnolC4SWVQ/s1600/DSC03240.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406775521666357218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi5sM0zV-I/AAAAAAAAE6Y/0KnolC4SWVQ/s400/DSC03240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Before the end of the evening the kids got to ride a few of the park's rides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406778852178229666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi8uD8teaI/AAAAAAAAE8Y/acSf7b2QV1Q/s400/DSC03206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406778526224115762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi8bFrMaDI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/bdjbhCWffUE/s400/DSC03207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi5ddLLNOI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/mEnc0OsDLck/s1600/DSC03242.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406775268357125346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi5ddLLNOI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/mEnc0OsDLck/s400/DSC03242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi5WmH7R2I/AAAAAAAAE6I/GpR8MSHyyEs/s1600/DSC03244.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406775150500333410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi5WmH7R2I/AAAAAAAAE6I/GpR8MSHyyEs/s400/DSC03244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406777415882208802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi7adVDdiI/AAAAAAAAE8A/G7EFCrdJs74/s400/DSC03241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi4t17Kr8I/AAAAAAAAE6A/IQRiWP8C6H4/s1600/DSC03262.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406774450367147970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi4t17Kr8I/AAAAAAAAE6A/IQRiWP8C6H4/s400/DSC03262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi4kfBpDKI/AAAAAAAAE54/9S9jBHZsZUQ/s1600/DSC03265.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406774289601465506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi4kfBpDKI/AAAAAAAAE54/9S9jBHZsZUQ/s400/DSC03265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once we got in the car, it wasn't long before Gabriella was sound asleep!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406778372934191602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi8SKoByfI/AAAAAAAAE8I/vNCLqcu8ElM/s400/DSC03267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a very busy day, but an extremely enjoyable one, spent with family and filled with lots of entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-781175811958632598?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/781175811958632598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/latin-american-festival-and-edaville.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/781175811958632598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/781175811958632598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/latin-american-festival-and-edaville.html' title='Latin American Festival and Edaville Railroad'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swi9tfhAmCI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/j44_F3zCeoY/s72-c/DSC03166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7103755630948810341</id><published>2009-11-20T22:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:29:10.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos from Today's Dance Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella attended her dance class this morning.  She did not participate in class as much as she had last week, but she still had a fun time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waiting patiently for her next turn to do twirls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swddtt2sRHI/AAAAAAAAE5o/TeYM2_d5YiM/s1600/DSC03160.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406392917666055282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swddtt2sRHI/AAAAAAAAE5o/TeYM2_d5YiM/s400/DSC03160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella and cousin Bella in their matching leotards!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swdc-SSc1gI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/azdV-JTwaaY/s1600/DSC03163.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406392102812440066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swdc-SSc1gI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/azdV-JTwaaY/s400/DSC03163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zoning out rather than participating!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swdc5aCvjJI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/KFxpECXut2A/s1600/DSC03165.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406392018994695314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swdc5aCvjJI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/KFxpECXut2A/s400/DSC03165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7103755630948810341?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7103755630948810341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/photos-from-todays-dance-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7103755630948810341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7103755630948810341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/photos-from-todays-dance-class.html' title='Photos from Today&apos;s Dance Class'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Swddtt2sRHI/AAAAAAAAE5o/TeYM2_d5YiM/s72-c/DSC03160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-4206459891673309905</id><published>2009-11-19T22:24:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:43:11.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdate at the Playhouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella, Bella, and Ava had a playdate today at the Playhouse and had an excellent time together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwYOKKaWyQI/AAAAAAAAE5I/VS5uA4sBFrg/s1600/DSC03123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406023970461239554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwYOKKaWyQI/AAAAAAAAE5I/VS5uA4sBFrg/s400/DSC03123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwYOD3G-ZFI/AAAAAAAAE5A/ZOklLy5hb1c/s1600/DSC03124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406023862200460370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwYOD3G-ZFI/AAAAAAAAE5A/ZOklLy5hb1c/s400/DSC03124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwYOALWXY9I/AAAAAAAAE44/Pk2IfgfMtLg/s1600/DSC03126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406023798914245586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwYOALWXY9I/AAAAAAAAE44/Pk2IfgfMtLg/s400/DSC03126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Gabriella's Massachusetts readoption was completed this morning! November is National Adoption Month and this was a perfect way to celebrate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella's readoption was not required, but legally recommended. The three outcomes that I was most interested in with Gabriella's readoption are 1) we now have an adoption decree issued by a U.S. state court under the U.S. Constitution giving full faith and credit to Gabriella's adoption decree and to all of her rights under the decree, 2) her birth certificate will be "stored" here in the Unites States so that if her Guatemalan birth certificate is ever misplaced it is easy to access a new one, 3) her name is now changed from Astrid Mariela Draper to Gabriella Astrid Draper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Readoption" is when a U.S. state court reviews the details of the foreign adoption and issues a new adoption decree, independent from the foreign decree, stating that the child has been adopted in conformity with the adoption law of the state. "Readoption" is not the same as an adoption "finalization." Gabriella's "Finalization" occurred in Guatemala; her final decree was issued on July 3, 2008 and her birth certificate was reissued on July 28, 2008 listing me as her mother and her last name as Draper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella walking into the Probate and Family Court in New Bedford, MA for her readoption:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQvu20JEI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/oV-S4QmBnYg/s1600/DSC03094.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404900915015853122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQvu20JEI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/oV-S4QmBnYg/s400/DSC03094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were scheduled for an 8:30 AM session and we were walking out of the courthouse by 9:00 AM. It was rather quick, but this experience was not entirely "entertaining" for a two year old! Waiting "patiently:"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQr5T4_DI/AAAAAAAAE3I/At6s-o5ayCA/s1600/DSC03095.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404900849102683186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQr5T4_DI/AAAAAAAAE3I/At6s-o5ayCA/s400/DSC03095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prior to the "hearing" I was asked to sign two of the same documents for Gabriella's US birth certificate. We were then called into the judges chambers for a private session with Judge Prudence McGregor. She was the same judge who heard my motion to not have to publish for Gabriella's birth father. She was very pleasant, made us feel very comfortable, and upheld the importance of the event. She started off by dumping a large container of chocolate on her desk, giving Gabriella a large manila envelope, and instructing Gabriella to fill up the envelope with chocolate! This was the highlight of the event for Gabriella!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQfdSY5mI/AAAAAAAAE24/zMbuOs7PK3A/s1600/DSC03107.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404900635421763170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQfdSY5mI/AAAAAAAAE24/zMbuOs7PK3A/s400/DSC03107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella proudly showing off her candy!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404900738533065698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQldaCg-I/AAAAAAAAE3A/W_R98xM8hRQ/s400/DSC03105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The judge then spoke to us about the significance of the event. The judge viewed this event as an adoption, rather than a readoption, just as she had when I stood before her for the motion to waive the requirement of publishing for Gabriella's birth father. This event was significant, but did not hold the same weight for me as Gabriella's finalization in Guatemala. To me, Gabriella was certainly already my daughter and I did not have to have this event to legally affirm that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judge started off by asking me what this adoption meant to me. I had not prepared for questioning, but this was certainly an easy question for me to answer. I stated that it means that Gabriella is an extremely important member of my family. The Judge then shared the "Love Poem" which you can read below. She stated that the poem states that as a parent, Gabriella will look to me for comfort and care, but most importantly that when she looks in my eyes she will know how loved she is. This was very emotional and, of course, brought tears to my eyes. She said that she gives this poem to all adoptees and tells the adoptee and anybody significant in his/her life to sign it and then frame it. She recommended that we wait until Gabriella is a bit older and then to do this with her. The judge then said that an adoption cannot be reversed. She said that sometimes families, after they realize that a child may have significant emotional issues, ask to "undo" an adoption. I assured the judge that this was not an option for me, that Gabriella is and would always be my daughter forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQYwLFRyI/AAAAAAAAE2w/qQgPohqivlM/s1600/DSC03110.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404900520232306466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQYwLFRyI/AAAAAAAAE2w/qQgPohqivlM/s400/DSC03110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All of this "serious" talk was kind of boring for Gabriella! Then, the judge signed the documents.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQSjejDHI/AAAAAAAAE2o/Fgj0FAO6AJw/s1600/DSC03111.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404900413745073266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQSjejDHI/AAAAAAAAE2o/Fgj0FAO6AJw/s400/DSC03111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The judge then offered to take photos with us! Being the picture nut that I am, I was thrilled that the judge offered to do this!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQKY6FuNI/AAAAAAAAE2g/xJNOmGiEIlc/s1600/DSC03114.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404900273468848338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQKY6FuNI/AAAAAAAAE2g/xJNOmGiEIlc/s400/DSC03114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQEqd-BbI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/rKE21fIEUrY/s1600/DSC03116.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404900175103526322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQEqd-BbI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/rKE21fIEUrY/s400/DSC03116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The judge gave us all hugs. She tried to give Gabriella a high five, but Gabriella was too shy!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIP8LBBacI/AAAAAAAAE2Q/wfbSD4njVmw/s1600/DSC03122.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404900029221661122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIP8LBBacI/AAAAAAAAE2Q/wfbSD4njVmw/s400/DSC03122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was a day that I will never forget!&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"My Love Poem" by James Agee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hear my father:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hear my mother:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need never fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I shall never be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lonely&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; or&lt;/span&gt; want of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I am hungry it is you who will provide for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I am in dismay, it is you who will fill me with comfort;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I am astonished or bewildered, it is you who will make the weak ground firm beneath my soil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in you&lt;/span&gt; that I put my trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I am sick it is you who will send for the doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I am well, it is in your eyes that I shall know best that I am loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And it is towards the shining of your smiles that I lift up my heart and in your laughter that I shall know my best delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hear my father and my mother and they are my giants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My king and my queen beside whom there are no others so wise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So worthy, so honorable, or brave or beautiful in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-3452005875954070977?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3452005875954070977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/gabrirellas-massachusetts-readoption.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3452005875954070977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3452005875954070977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/gabrirellas-massachusetts-readoption.html' title='Gabrirella&apos;s Massachusetts Readoption'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwIQvu20JEI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/oV-S4QmBnYg/s72-c/DSC03094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-3310609752371569941</id><published>2009-11-15T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:10:34.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Live! Rockin' Road Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today we went to see Disney Live! Rockin' Road Show at the Lowell Memorial Auditorium to see Mickey Mouse ("The Mouse," as Gabriella calls him) and friends! At bedtime last night I told Gabriella that when we woke up in the morning we would be going to see Mickey Mouse. When Gabriella woke up this morning she must have remembered this and the first words out of her mouth were, "See Mouse!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCbWeNlZmI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/pM0wm_BeKlY/s1600-h/DSC03049.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404490363214063202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCbWeNlZmI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/pM0wm_BeKlY/s400/DSC03049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Walking up to the auditorium entrance with her Minnie Mouse doll:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCbR4zLn8I/AAAAAAAAE1Q/MBsak3ztmZM/s1600-h/DSC03053.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404490284451733442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCbR4zLn8I/AAAAAAAAE1Q/MBsak3ztmZM/s400/DSC03053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Excitedly waiting for the show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCbL47TXHI/AAAAAAAAE1I/D-8Ilu48rlo/s1600-h/DSC03060.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404490181406579826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCbL47TXHI/AAAAAAAAE1I/D-8Ilu48rlo/s400/DSC03060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoying a pre-show snack of popcorn...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCbEKBdUzI/AAAAAAAAE1A/htEmEaE5evY/s1600-h/DSC03064.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404490048556847922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCbEKBdUzI/AAAAAAAAE1A/htEmEaE5evY/s400/DSC03064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and a TEN DOLLAR lemonade! The concession folks were walking around the auditorium selling toys, snacks, snowcones, and lemonades and Gabriella asked several times for "lemon" so I &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to get her one.:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCa9FCqaHI/AAAAAAAAE04/0VSI_vG_Exg/s1600-h/DSC03071.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404489926960638066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCa9FCqaHI/AAAAAAAAE04/0VSI_vG_Exg/s400/DSC03071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCazhUaJ8I/AAAAAAAAE0w/EiD-x235PXs/s1600-h/DSC03074.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404489762752571330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCazhUaJ8I/AAAAAAAAE0w/EiD-x235PXs/s400/DSC03074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella watched the show intently the entire time. She loved it. When the characters first walked out on stage she gasped and pointed with her mouth open! She even danced and jumped along when they encouraged the audience to participate. She was anxious for the show to begin again during intermission. We saw Disney on Ice only two months ago and Gabriella enjoyed that, but seemed much more engaged during this show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCasGqL9lI/AAAAAAAAE0o/pAktsQ7egcI/s1600-h/DSC03080.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404489635337074258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCasGqL9lI/AAAAAAAAE0o/pAktsQ7egcI/s400/DSC03080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCajVZbGPI/AAAAAAAAE0g/-VuiHnJWk2Q/s1600-h/DSC03082.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404489484674472178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCajVZbGPI/AAAAAAAAE0g/-VuiHnJWk2Q/s400/DSC03082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCacxDS5KI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/RZmoh1fPG2U/s1600-h/DSC03084.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404489371838768290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCacxDS5KI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/RZmoh1fPG2U/s400/DSC03084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the show we ate a late lunch at Mi Tierra Restaurant, an authentic Guatemalan restaurant. We talked to some Guatemalan patrons and enjoyed yummy Guatemalan food. Gabriella seemed to enjoy the food and the atmosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCaQUsSFuI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/veKAdncaDsI/s1600-h/DSC03092.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404489158067623650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCaQUsSFuI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/veKAdncaDsI/s400/DSC03092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-3310609752371569941?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3310609752371569941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/disney-live-rockin-road-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3310609752371569941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3310609752371569941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/disney-live-rockin-road-show.html' title='Disney Live! Rockin&apos; Road Show'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCbWeNlZmI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/pM0wm_BeKlY/s72-c/DSC03049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-3898954891957607129</id><published>2009-11-15T19:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:04:34.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriella's Activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella is still taking riding lessons, dance lessons, and swim lessons weekly and making progress in each of these activities.  Below are the most recent photos from these activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCj8SStY4I/AAAAAAAAE2I/hWafl3J2u1U/s1600-h/DSC03004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404499808942384002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCj8SStY4I/AAAAAAAAE2I/hWafl3J2u1U/s400/DSC03004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sparky the horse loves Ginger Snaps.  We brought some Ginger Snaps for Gabriella to feed Sparky after her lesson.  Instead of feeding this cookie to Sparky, Gabriella decided to eat it herself!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCj2Z7DRxI/AAAAAAAAE2A/nw2nXgQl33s/s1600-h/DSC03006.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404499707911423762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCj2Z7DRxI/AAAAAAAAE2A/nw2nXgQl33s/s400/DSC03006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCjkRcPyeI/AAAAAAAAE14/fiYUKwmk_Jc/s1600-h/DSC03027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404499396397091298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCjkRcPyeI/AAAAAAAAE14/fiYUKwmk_Jc/s400/DSC03027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCjALBqYzI/AAAAAAAAE1w/Kum0_HZbvlI/s1600-h/DSC03032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404498776199684914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCjALBqYzI/AAAAAAAAE1w/Kum0_HZbvlI/s400/DSC03032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCi5eMUp3I/AAAAAAAAE1o/HNyyRo4UbUI/s1600-h/DSC03033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404498661085587314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCi5eMUp3I/AAAAAAAAE1o/HNyyRo4UbUI/s400/DSC03033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCiqOeBfzI/AAAAAAAAE1g/yaMA3Zpf69Q/s1600-h/DSC03044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404498399166824242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCiqOeBfzI/AAAAAAAAE1g/yaMA3Zpf69Q/s400/DSC03044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-3898954891957607129?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3898954891957607129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/gabriellas-activities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3898954891957607129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3898954891957607129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/gabriellas-activities.html' title='Gabriella&apos;s Activities'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SwCj8SStY4I/AAAAAAAAE2I/hWafl3J2u1U/s72-c/DSC03004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8629906285909006234</id><published>2009-11-15T19:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:54:42.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Boss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella has a very strong personality, very much like my own! She knows what she wants - end of story! Lately she has been giving a lot of commands such as "Sit!;" "Eat!;" "Watchum!," which is short for "Watcha Me!," which is how she says "Watch Me!;" "Uppa," which is her version of "Up!," which means "Get Up and do whatever she needs accomplished!;" "Do It,!" usually while playing and when she wants you to imitate something she is doing or has done; "Music!," which sounds very much like "Seasick" when she says it and means "Turn on the Music!;" and "Sing!," which means "Sing with Me!" Since I have a "Supervisor" type personality myself, I, of course, see this as a good quality for Gabriella to have (to an extent, of course, and only when done respectfully)! I am confident that Gabriella will go after whatever she wants in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-8629906285909006234?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8629906285909006234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-miss-boss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8629906285909006234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8629906285909006234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-miss-boss.html' title='Little Miss Boss!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5734567992089528100</id><published>2009-11-11T22:54:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:29:21.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Rolando (In Memory of Papa)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rolando is a four-year old from Guatemala. I, along with a couple friends and family members, sponsored Rolando today through Mayan Families (&lt;a href="http://www.mayanfamilies.org/"&gt;http://www.mayanfamilies.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;) in memory of my grandfather, Lawrence Casarano, to send to preschool. Papa looked upon education as a major priority for children and he loved children and admired their innocence. Sponsoring a child to attend school seemed like a fitting tribute for papa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rolando's 35 year old father only makes $40 per week taking sand out of a river and selling it for construction. When there are no sand sales, he doesn't earn anything. Rolando's 25 year old mother stays home to care for her four other children, ages 9 years, 5 years, 2 years, and 7 months. Often they do not have anything to eat except tortillas with salt. Their home has two rooms made of cement block with a tile roof and cement floor. Rolando's mother cooks outside over an open fire on blocks on the ground. They do not have a water filter, a table, or chairs. They only have 2 beds for the entire family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvuHbwNv2tI/AAAAAAAAEz4/67i5fprP2VE/s1600-h/20865.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403061088829823698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvuHbwNv2tI/AAAAAAAAEz4/67i5fprP2VE/s400/20865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvuHZUhKDVI/AAAAAAAAEzw/s9IFKbDj2fE/s1600-h/20866.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403061047035301202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvuHZUhKDVI/AAAAAAAAEzw/s9IFKbDj2fE/s400/20866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403060756636241362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvuHIasoDdI/AAAAAAAAEzI/AAAqjmht8h8/s400/21140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvuHT8m8FgI/AAAAAAAAEzg/pbUa9NruWXg/s1600-h/21102.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403060954717754882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvuHT8m8FgI/AAAAAAAAEzg/pbUa9NruWXg/s400/21102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvuHOHxrenI/AAAAAAAAEzY/tqtR-pGIsN8/s1600-h/21138.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403060854636378738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvuHOHxrenI/AAAAAAAAEzY/tqtR-pGIsN8/s400/21138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are interested in donating money for this family for food, a water filter, an Onil stove, or beds, please let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5734567992089528100?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5734567992089528100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/meet-rolando-in-memory-of-papa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5734567992089528100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5734567992089528100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/meet-rolando-in-memory-of-papa.html' title='Meet Rolando (In Memory of Papa)'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvuHbwNv2tI/AAAAAAAAEz4/67i5fprP2VE/s72-c/20865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-3853579162421663423</id><published>2009-11-03T23:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:58:48.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trials and Tribulations of Toddlers Using Public Restrooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Public restrooms are gross, but you never really truly understand just how gross they are until you have a potty training toddler!  My current, main obstacles are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The toilet seats are way too big and the tiny toddler can barely balance his/her little bottom on the ginormous seat.  You can't bring a potty seat with you everywhere and you can't let the child regress by asking them to "hold it," so you are left with no choice but to help them balance above the enormous bowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The seats are filthy and it is impossible to keep the toddler's hands off the germ-infested seat, especially when he/she already feels unsteady above the huge bowl and can't balance himself/herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A toddler's body is not big enough to keep the automatic flush from activating and the sound of the automatic flush is enough to scare the living daylight out of them.  The unexpected sound of the automatic flush, in itself, is enough to make them never want to use a toilet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All of these issues became very evident today and they make me want to stay confined to our house until Gabriella grows another two feet!  Aside from thorough hand washing after the fact, how do other moms handle these issues?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-3853579162421663423?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3853579162421663423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/trials-and-tribulations-of-toddlers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3853579162421663423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3853579162421663423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/trials-and-tribulations-of-toddlers.html' title='The Trials and Tribulations of Toddlers Using Public Restrooms'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-4430579823623958974</id><published>2009-11-03T20:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:09:24.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella started Speech Class today.  It is a two hour class and during a portion of the time the children play freely with whatever toys they choose.  I attend the class with her and interact with her during the class.  When Gabriella had first started going to daycare over a year ago, I would watch sadly as children would pull toys from her and she would simply walk away.  It broke my heart but I knew I could not intervene.  Well, today, a little boy (actually, a little BULLY!) tried pulling a doll away from her.  Gabriella pulled back keeping the doll and exclaimed, "Share!"  I was very proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-4430579823623958974?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4430579823623958974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/speech-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4430579823623958974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4430579823623958974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/speech-class.html' title='Speech Class'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-3405913047775948233</id><published>2009-11-02T14:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:10:31.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First "Poop" in the Potty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Amidst the sadness of this day of losing our Papa, we had a very exciting moment in our home today.  Gabriella did her first "poop" in the potty!  I had been laying her down to take her nap.  She passed some gas and strained a bit as if she were having a movement and it seemed that she had gone in her diaper.  She said, "I a poop" so I told her that I was going to get her a diaper to change her.  I explained that next time she has to go that she should go in the potty.  Then she said, "I a potty.  Cheese (Please)."  I told her, "No, you already went in your diaper so I will change your diaper but you can go in the potty next time."  I proceeded to change her diaper and realized that it was clean.  I also realized I had the perfect opportunity for her to be successful on the potty because I knew she had to go.  She sat on the potty and in not too long I heard her movement hit the toilet water.  I instantly started cheering.  I explained to her what she had done and how great it was.  I, of course, had to grab the camera to document this big moment!  After we cleaned up, we proceeded to make phone calls to share the exciting news.  We called Dada, Grammy and Grampy, and Tita.  She also kept saying that she wanted to call her cousin Bella, so we called Stephanie, Bella's mom, who agreed to pass the news along.  Then she said she wanted to call Papa.  I told Gabriella that Papa was in Heaven.  She smirked and then said, "Sleeping."  And I said, "Yes, he's in Heaven sleeping ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What a great way to add a little light to this glum day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Su83EvyqaqI/AAAAAAAAEyI/XJKqf4NRIGA/s1600-h/DSC02999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399595032928479906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Su83EvyqaqI/AAAAAAAAEyI/XJKqf4NRIGA/s400/DSC02999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-3405913047775948233?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3405913047775948233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-poop-in-potty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3405913047775948233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3405913047775948233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-poop-in-potty.html' title='First &quot;Poop&quot; in the Potty'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Su83EvyqaqI/AAAAAAAAEyI/XJKqf4NRIGA/s72-c/DSC02999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1684280499078592213</id><published>2009-11-02T12:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:11:07.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My grandfather was my most favorite person in this entire world. He was like a parent (in addition to my amazing mother and father), a teacher, and a friend to me. He cheered me on throughout my entire life and he played an enormous role in helping me become the person who I am today. He was a phenomenal husband and taught me about love, marriage, and devotion through his displays of undying love, dedication, commitment, and affection for my grandmother. He was a wonderful father and grandfather and always showed great concern and care for his family and valued and respected family relationships. He was a dynamic person with a huge personality and great character and everybody who had the pleasure of knowing him enjoyed spending time with him and hearing his stories of the good old days! I could literally write a book with all of the joyous memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because of my relationship with my grandfather and my grandmother, I hold the grandparent/grandchild relationship in the highest of regards and it is a priority area for me in raising Gabriella. I want her to have this same phenomenal relationship with her grandparents as I had with mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Papa had been diagnosed with cancer while I was in the midst of Gabriella's adoption. I was anxious for Gabriella to come home for many reasons, of course, but I was adamant that I wanted Gabriella and Papa to know one another. I was so thankful that Papa got to know Gabriella and Gabriella got to know Papa. Gabriella may not firmly remember these times with Papa but, rest assured, I will share the stories of her great grandparents with her as she grows up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Papa, you will be forever in our hearts and minds. We love you and will miss you immensely! Rest peacefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Su5AgMqBPqI/AAAAAAAAEyA/mKdRvE2f1SE/s1600-h/Gabby+and+Papa+Smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399323925161262754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Su5AgMqBPqI/AAAAAAAAEyA/mKdRvE2f1SE/s400/Gabby+and+Papa+Smiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Su5AW-OWV1I/AAAAAAAAEx4/JpIa5qcJRSE/s1600-h/Gabby+and+Papa+Looking+at+Each+Other.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399323766668285778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Su5AW-OWV1I/AAAAAAAAEx4/JpIa5qcJRSE/s400/Gabby+and+Papa+Looking+at+Each+Other.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Su5APJ17npI/AAAAAAAAExw/t46uvZWvQvU/s1600-h/Gabby+with+Papa%27s+Hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399323632348143250" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvjJJgwgnvI/AAAAAAAAEyY/cPbiA6A_tvw/s400/Easter+2009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402287261336559314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SvjHpEKVXtI/AAAAAAAAEyQ/FqLEEJyYeRo/s400/DSC09227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399323479834272930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Su5AGRrypKI/AAAAAAAAExo/e7s2Qn_Tlb8/s400/Gabby+Kissing+Papa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-1684280499078592213?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1684280499078592213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-papa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1684280499078592213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1684280499078592213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-papa.html' title='Goodbye Papa'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Su5AgMqBPqI/AAAAAAAAEyA/mKdRvE2f1SE/s72-c/Gabby+and+Papa+Smiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8117529907391069225</id><published>2009-10-31T18:50:00.025-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:02:20.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treating with Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was Gabriella's second Halloween and her second time trick or treating. I remember last year she really did not quite understand the trick or treating process and I remember that one of the first pieces of candy that she got was a Tootsie Pop. She had been holding her lollipop and riding in her stroller. During the two seconds that we were not looking at her she had eaten through the paper and started eating the lollipop! This year, Gabriella had a bit more of an understanding of the process. She enjoyed dressing up as a bumblebee and liked admiring herself in the mirror. She also enjoyed knocking on doors and getting "treats." She was full of energy in the beginning, got tired after a while and wanted to be carried, and then she got to a place where she was done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My grandfather has been battling cancer and is sadly nearing the end of his battle. He is currently under the care of Hospice. The family spent the day with my grandfather at his apartment and then we took Gabriella and her cousins, Andrew and Isabella, trick or treating around the apartment complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398903544530484098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzCK0xWO4I/AAAAAAAAEwg/To53P4d-B1s/s400/DSC02983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Elmo, a Bumblebee, and a Storm Trooper:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzFKq4cvFI/AAAAAAAAExQ/_PV8HPrjRCE/s1600-h/DSC02959.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398906840410799186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzFKq4cvFI/AAAAAAAAExQ/_PV8HPrjRCE/s400/DSC02959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398906991295703122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzFTc-NqFI/AAAAAAAAExY/gsPzXqDFVDg/s400/DSC02962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398902244364824866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzA_JRssSI/AAAAAAAAEv4/wKmpztrrLSA/s400/DSC02991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398906490711162962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzE2UJjwFI/AAAAAAAAEw4/8LzyOxUVD2E/s400/DSC02972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella loved getting treats!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzFBe5lRrI/AAAAAAAAExA/6dwDc3LCIFQ/s1600-h/DSC02966.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398906682575505074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzFBe5lRrI/AAAAAAAAExA/6dwDc3LCIFQ/s400/DSC02966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzEuB0WG4I/AAAAAAAAEww/izNeQSN1Uy8/s1600-h/DSC02977.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398906348351396738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzEuB0WG4I/AAAAAAAAEww/izNeQSN1Uy8/s400/DSC02977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When we went outside to go to the next apartment building, Gabriella decided to take a break on the grass and check out her loot!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzElieZ7mI/AAAAAAAAEwo/-Nk9PGajFrU/s1600-h/DSC02981.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398906202498920034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzElieZ7mI/AAAAAAAAEwo/-Nk9PGajFrU/s400/DSC02981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This gentlemen gave Gabriella several lollipops...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzCBpiWTwI/AAAAAAAAEwY/kh81Vg3ucdw/s1600-h/DSC02985.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398903386895961858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzCBpiWTwI/AAAAAAAAEwY/kh81Vg3ucdw/s400/DSC02985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and she couldn't even wait to get down the stairs to have one!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzB8701UgI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/cJPBW4tN9qU/s1600-h/DSC02986.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398903305905984002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzB8701UgI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/cJPBW4tN9qU/s400/DSC02986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then, back for more treats! But, notice that she is in Ken's arms this time. She would not leave Ken's arms because one of the treat-givers came to the door dressed in a very scary costume and the little ones did not like it. From that point forward, she was not interested in approaching a door alone.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzBnJcxD3I/AAAAAAAAEwI/ScQL84FxW8E/s1600-h/DSC02987.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398902931606015858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzBnJcxD3I/AAAAAAAAEwI/ScQL84FxW8E/s400/DSC02987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzBVGSULoI/AAAAAAAAEwA/-B5Pqfq519M/s1600-h/DSC02988.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398902621519228546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzBVGSULoI/AAAAAAAAEwA/-B5Pqfq519M/s400/DSC02988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The girls were exhausted and wanted to be carried!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzAtiCR7QI/AAAAAAAAEvw/dIQUM-Ex_ek/s1600-h/DSC02990.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398901941773397250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzAtiCR7QI/AAAAAAAAEvw/dIQUM-Ex_ek/s400/DSC02990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When we returned to Papa's apartment, Gabriella, Isabella, and Andrew got out of their costumes and dug in to enjoy their treats!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzAiBVD4lI/AAAAAAAAEvo/Nt0LYD9dIcI/s1600-h/DSC02995_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398901744015237714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzAiBVD4lI/AAAAAAAAEvo/Nt0LYD9dIcI/s400/DSC02995_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-8117529907391069225?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8117529907391069225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/trick-or-treating-with-cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8117529907391069225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8117529907391069225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/trick-or-treating-with-cousins.html' title='Trick or Treating with Cousins'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuzCK0xWO4I/AAAAAAAAEwg/To53P4d-B1s/s72-c/DSC02983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5915571788498727523</id><published>2009-10-31T05:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T05:00:05.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This "STING-ing" cute bee is wishing you a wonderful Halloween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398462468027741922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SusxAywSduI/AAAAAAAAEvI/OzmVP1VNetI/s400/391b6ca8-885a-4660-ac23-e3303b205eb3w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398461696535395650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuswT4uLfUI/AAAAAAAAEug/7cBw8s0zMqE/s400/e17c8d0b-796d-4a68-80d8-9b6715e813c9w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SusxWI_zDeI/AAAAAAAAEvg/Nx7gseidugo/s1600-h/6e8c4705-dc23-48b2-b316-bc46f3d47231w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398462834775625186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SusxWI_zDeI/AAAAAAAAEvg/Nx7gseidugo/s400/6e8c4705-dc23-48b2-b316-bc46f3d47231w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SusxOZvKllI/AAAAAAAAEvY/IkEWxppHLLA/s1600-h/8ae47ea9-04e7-442d-b601-0ac8142f789bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398462701830313554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SusxOZvKllI/AAAAAAAAEvY/IkEWxppHLLA/s400/8ae47ea9-04e7-442d-b601-0ac8142f789bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398461837191928434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuswcEtT2nI/AAAAAAAAEuo/zSI6NM0utwE/s400/d6170fde-4d66-4b95-a741-b5b49991911fw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398461509453368370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuswI_yWTDI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/1VGmbNs99jg/s400/ff185d9f-3724-403f-9599-9916039d821dw.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398461612703343906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuswPAbD5SI/AAAAAAAAEuY/itOK0cGC7lE/s400/e333e342-6599-4048-96b9-0fbb29488c06w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SusxI7hc3CI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/pFCJE5qD4M0/s1600-h/8dc73c24-3340-406b-9fe3-eb28aaf678few.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398462607820381218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SusxI7hc3CI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/pFCJE5qD4M0/s400/8dc73c24-3340-406b-9fe3-eb28aaf678few.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuswiKBQhmI/AAAAAAAAEuw/MnKll55k5Fw/s1600-h/d052d5fa-88c0-4d31-bad2-4216b9260323w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398461941696988770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuswiKBQhmI/AAAAAAAAEuw/MnKll55k5Fw/s400/d052d5fa-88c0-4d31-bad2-4216b9260323w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5915571788498727523?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5915571788498727523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5915571788498727523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5915571788498727523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SusxAywSduI/AAAAAAAAEvI/OzmVP1VNetI/s72-c/391b6ca8-885a-4660-ac23-e3303b205eb3w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5870692941296229678</id><published>2009-10-30T13:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:46:04.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a BEE-utiful Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This little bee is buzzing by to tell you to have a "BEE-utiful Halloween!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SusmEc5uDBI/AAAAAAAAEuI/5qL3djh-8hY/s1600-h/DSC02915_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398450436253289490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SusmEc5uDBI/AAAAAAAAEuI/5qL3djh-8hY/s400/DSC02915_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5870692941296229678?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5870692941296229678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-bee-utiful-halloween.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5870692941296229678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5870692941296229678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-bee-utiful-halloween.html' title='Have a BEE-utiful Halloween!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SusmEc5uDBI/AAAAAAAAEuI/5qL3djh-8hY/s72-c/DSC02915_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7116086901539372353</id><published>2009-10-26T20:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:16:34.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Phrases - "Watcha Me" and "See"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two "newer" phrases that Gabriella has been using often are "Watcha" or "Watcha me" and "See." When she is doing something that she wants someone to see, she will say, "Watcha" or "Watcha me." She usually mainly uses it when she is doing something silly with her body, jumping, twisting, etc. When she sees something or is looking at something that she wants us to see she will say, "See," and then name the object. She is newly fascinated with the moon and will say, "See, moon. See?" And when she says, "I a poop" she now adds, "See?" at the end and she then turns her backside to whoever she wants to show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7116086901539372353?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7116086901539372353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-phrases-watcha-me-and-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7116086901539372353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7116086901539372353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-phrases-watcha-me-and-see.html' title='New Phrases - &quot;Watcha Me&quot; and &quot;See&quot;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-577468817441875798</id><published>2009-10-26T20:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T05:33:50.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just recalled something funny that happened during Gabriella's Early Intervention assessment. The assessors asked Gabriella, "Are you a boy or a girl?". Gabriella answered, matter-of-factly, "Boy." Okay then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-577468817441875798?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/577468817441875798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/577468817441875798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/577468817441875798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/boy.html' title='Boy'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-3852524839306737319</id><published>2009-10-24T18:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:44:50.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella and I have been working on a little problem together. Gabriella sometimes has difficulty keeping her hands to herself. The hitting is triggered by her temper, she doesn't yet quite know how to deal with strong emotion and simply lashes out in response to her feelings. She knows hitting is wrong and sometimes even catches herself mid-act and stops herself just before she actually hits. Yesterday, Gabriella was staying with my mother for a couple hours while I was running errands. When I arrived to pick Gabriella up, the first words out of her mouth, even before a greeting, were, "I hit" and pointed to my mother. She tattled on herself because she knew it was not a nice thing to do. Looks like we still have lots of work to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-3852524839306737319?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3852524839306737319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/hitting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3852524839306737319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3852524839306737319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/hitting.html' title='Hitting'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7960308444069242035</id><published>2009-10-23T21:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:51:58.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Nothing in the Potty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At bedtime, Gabriella informed me "I a poop, see?", as is normal lately during her bedtime routine.  She said this earlier in the afternoon and started pooping; I had tried getting her on the potty before she went, but it was too late.  So, this time when she said it, I quickly got her on the potty.  She is into giving commands lately ("Eat," "Sit," "Watch Me," etc.) and while on the potty she instructed both Ken and I to sit!  We both obliged, sat on the floor, watched her, and coached her on.  She decided to grab a magazine for a little light reading!  In the end, still NOTHING in the potty but definitely picture worthy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJbfPY2b7I/AAAAAAAAEY0/cJga81C-58M/s1600-h/DSC02909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395975895808110514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJbfPY2b7I/AAAAAAAAEY0/cJga81C-58M/s400/DSC02909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJba0_LI-I/AAAAAAAAEYs/SuLubrSMbmA/s1600-h/DSC02910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395975820001616866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJba0_LI-I/AAAAAAAAEYs/SuLubrSMbmA/s400/DSC02910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7960308444069242035?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7960308444069242035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/still-nothing-in-potty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7960308444069242035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7960308444069242035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/still-nothing-in-potty.html' title='Still Nothing in the Potty'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJbfPY2b7I/AAAAAAAAEY0/cJga81C-58M/s72-c/DSC02909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-100373395567682552</id><published>2009-10-23T20:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:27:57.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Ballerina</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella was listening carefully to Ms. Lynn, her dance teacher, and working hard on her twirls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJJ1gYZgdI/AAAAAAAAEYk/yPVerX8tV1I/s1600-h/DSC02896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395956487117439442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJJ1gYZgdI/AAAAAAAAEYk/yPVerX8tV1I/s400/DSC02896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-100373395567682552?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/100373395567682552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-little-ballerina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/100373395567682552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/100373395567682552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-little-ballerina.html' title='My Little Ballerina'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJJ1gYZgdI/AAAAAAAAEYk/yPVerX8tV1I/s72-c/DSC02896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-4386895726403870075</id><published>2009-10-22T23:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T23:59:12.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Guatadopt.com Calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I submitted Gabriella's photos for the 2010 Guatadopt.com Calendar. Guatadopt.com annually publishes a calendar with photos of children adopted from Guatemala. It was suggested to submit one cool weather photo and one warm weather photo. With so many photos to choose from, selecting only two is a very difficult task!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the winners are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cool Weather:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395639295665443650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuEpWiJHE0I/AAAAAAAAEYc/5P7-MIKwNQI/s400/DSC02133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Warm Weather:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395639164739574258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuEpO6Z82fI/AAAAAAAAEYU/0n3SDA6OXJ4/s400/DSC01330_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8069434170703369846-4386895726403870075?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4386895726403870075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/2010-guatadoptcom-calendar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4386895726403870075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4386895726403870075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/2010-guatadoptcom-calendar.html' title='2010 Guatadopt.com Calendar'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuEpWiJHE0I/AAAAAAAAEYc/5P7-MIKwNQI/s72-c/DSC02133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1095603708999427735</id><published>2009-10-22T21:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:19:32.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During yesterday's Early Intervention assessment the evaluators were showing Gabriella various pictures and were asking her to identify them - "dog," "cat," "shoe," etc.  Then they showed her a picture of a coffee mug and were expecting her to say, "cup."  Gabriella identified it as "coffee!"  It was a bit embarrassing because it clearly exposed that mommy is a coffee addict!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-1095603708999427735?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1095603708999427735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1095603708999427735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1095603708999427735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/coffee.html' title='Coffee'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1221082943509006661</id><published>2009-10-21T20:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:04:07.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The BEST Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being laid off from my job (February 4, 2009) was very scary, it was such a loss that I had to "heal" from.  I have always been an overachiever, a perfectionist, and have always defined myself by my achievements.  My main goal through my twenties was getting as far as I could in business.  Then, Gabriella came home AND I lost my job.  What a combination, an especially scary one!  But, boy, do I realize now, in actuality, what a blessing in disguise being laid off has been!  I have been able to completely focus on my daughter and completely dedicate myself to being her mommy and that is fabulous.  She has helped me put my life and my priorities into perspective.  I believe that God has a plan for everybody.  While it was happening, "His plan" didn't feel so good, but I wouldn't change ANYTHING about the series of events that have transpired this year.  Being Gabriella's mommy is the best job in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-1221082943509006661?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1221082943509006661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1221082943509006661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1221082943509006661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-job.html' title='The BEST Job'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1119396879301951716</id><published>2009-10-21T20:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:52:35.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Intervention Re-Assessment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been six months since Gabriella tested out of Early Intervention. I had requested a six month re-evaluation to ensure that Gabriella was staying on track with her development. Gabriella had her assessment today. Gabriella tested above age range for Cognition and Social Emotional, she tested at age range for Fine Motor and Self Care, and she tested ever-so slightly below age range for Expressive Language, Receptive Language, and Gross Motor. These delays were caused because she was not exposed to the English language until she was thirteen months and she was not walking until she was eighteen months. Her main opportunities are for speech and proper pronunciations. For example, instead of saying "Please," Gabriella says "Cheese" and she calls herself "Daby" instead of "Gabby." She did not qualify for Early Intervention services which, again, was bittersweet. It is great that she is on par developmentally, but the extra help is wonderful. She will be participating in a Speech class led by a Speech and Language Pathologist, so that should be very helpful. The Early Intervention assessors complimented Gabriella on her intelligence (she is very, very intelligent, if I do say so myself!), her memory, and her tolerance and patience during the "testing." I am so proud of Gabriella and so proud to be her mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-1119396879301951716?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1119396879301951716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/early-intervention-re-assessment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1119396879301951716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1119396879301951716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/early-intervention-re-assessment.html' title='Early Intervention Re-Assessment'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1299723021319019071</id><published>2009-10-21T19:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:42:06.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I a peep, I a poop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last week after Gabriella woke up she wanted to sit on the potty. I took off her diaper but left her nightgown on. She sat on the potty, didn't do anything in it, and then got up. So, we both left the bathroom; she still had no diaper on, just her nightgown. I went into her bedroom to get her an outfit and she was in the hallway. Then she said, "Mama, I a peep." I looked and sure enough, Gabriella was urinating on the floor and the urine was puddling around her feet! It was one of those moments that I think I will remember forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week she has started trying a new "trick" at bedtime, also related to bathroom movements! If I am trying to put her down for bed and she is trying to stall me, she will say, "Mama, I a poop. See?" and then turn her bottom to me so that I can look in her diaper. There is no poop in her diaper, but she thinks that this will stall her bedtime routine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-1299723021319019071?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1299723021319019071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-peep-i-poop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1299723021319019071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1299723021319019071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-peep-i-poop.html' title='I a peep, I a poop!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5869648658912938823</id><published>2009-10-20T22:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:58:36.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse Riding Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella has been continuing her weekly horse riding lessons and still loves it.  She looks forward to seeing Sparky every week and enjoys bringing carrots and feeding the horses after her fifteen minute lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKVeEmy8sI/AAAAAAAAEtg/437mXIP5rZQ/s1600-h/DSC02828.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396039647408353986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKVeEmy8sI/AAAAAAAAEtg/437mXIP5rZQ/s400/DSC02828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKVaBk74jI/AAAAAAAAEtY/-Yb6H-bzfBk/s1600-h/DSC02829.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396039577875767858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKVaBk74jI/AAAAAAAAEtY/-Yb6H-bzfBk/s400/DSC02829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396039018209131330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKU5cqAu0I/AAAAAAAAEs4/Zv-HkOzPIOY/s400/DSC02844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The newest thing that Gabriella is learning is "standing" in the stir-ups.  She looks SO cute doing it with her little legs!  The first few times I saw her do it, I howled with excited laughter!  She makes me so proud:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKVQ5ximtI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/r51C5VXF3QE/s1600-h/DSC02833.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396039421162330834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKVQ5ximtI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/r51C5VXF3QE/s400/DSC02833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKVJS7v8fI/AAAAAAAAEtI/tN2zK-QXxGo/s1600-h/DSC02837.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396039290477081074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKVJS7v8fI/AAAAAAAAEtI/tN2zK-QXxGo/s400/DSC02837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKVFWMDXVI/AAAAAAAAEtA/X3TseJRg2V4/s1600-h/DSC02841.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396039222631292242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKVFWMDXVI/AAAAAAAAEtA/X3TseJRg2V4/s400/DSC02841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKU0_8XyFI/AAAAAAAAEsw/hfkqlrlev78/s1600-h/DSC02854.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396038941782034514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKU0_8XyFI/AAAAAAAAEsw/hfkqlrlev78/s400/DSC02854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ms. Lynn also has her put both hands on her helmet to continue to practice balance.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKUYtnxaQI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/2tbAFD_B-eg/s1600-h/DSC02857.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396038455827458306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKUYtnxaQI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/2tbAFD_B-eg/s400/DSC02857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ms. Lynn is also teaching Gabriella how to properly hold "the scarf.":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKURgr3VEI/AAAAAAAAEsI/07tJzrYunDs/s1600-h/DSC02859.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396038332095878210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKURgr3VEI/AAAAAAAAEsI/07tJzrYunDs/s400/DSC02859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ms. Lynn is extremely impressed with how comfortable Gabriella is on the horse and how perfectly she stays balanced in the saddle.  She praises Gabriella every week for her great work.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396038695057844610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKUmo0vaYI/AAAAAAAAEsg/9KIsqF5U98Q/s400/DSC02856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKULTcjYpI/AAAAAAAAEsA/ZtmqAytahwk/s1600-h/DSC02862.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396038225462780562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKULTcjYpI/AAAAAAAAEsA/ZtmqAytahwk/s400/DSC02862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5869648658912938823?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5869648658912938823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/horse-riding-lessons_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5869648658912938823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5869648658912938823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/horse-riding-lessons_20.html' title='Horse Riding Lessons'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKVeEmy8sI/AAAAAAAAEtg/437mXIP5rZQ/s72-c/DSC02828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1032685539149676277</id><published>2009-10-17T22:33:00.039-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:22:24.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower Girl Gabriella at Her First Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our cousin, Stephanie, married her long-time boyfriend, Jimmy, on October 17th.  Gabriella was a flower girl in their Renaissance-themed wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Getting ready for the wedding:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKKkvVi2CI/AAAAAAAAEpo/QU4wJi7Wezw/s1600-h/DSC02526.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396027667330029602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKKkvVi2CI/AAAAAAAAEpo/QU4wJi7Wezw/s400/DSC02526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKKZNRaV_I/AAAAAAAAEpY/vnGB-qNloVk/s1600-h/DSC02531.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396027469207328754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKKZNRaV_I/AAAAAAAAEpY/vnGB-qNloVk/s400/DSC02531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The lollipops made the process a bit easier!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKKKTXueqI/AAAAAAAAEpI/77iKp_VSIQU/s1600-h/DSC02537.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396027213146389154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKKKTXueqI/AAAAAAAAEpI/77iKp_VSIQU/s400/DSC02537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Her hair looked so cute, but did not look quite the same the 3:00 PM wedding start as it did at 10:&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;00 &lt;/span&gt;AM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKKADc4XwI/AAAAAAAAEpA/RtPW0a1fIXg/s1600-h/DSC02538.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396027037074349826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKKADc4XwI/AAAAAAAAEpA/RtPW0a1fIXg/s400/DSC02538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ready to go!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJ4WGbmDI/AAAAAAAAEo4/s38h5r1SVLM/s1600-h/DSC02544_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396026904641509426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJ4WGbmDI/AAAAAAAAEo4/s38h5r1SVLM/s400/DSC02544_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJ0DU6x3I/AAAAAAAAEow/Twuort7VeCQ/s1600-h/DSC02545_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396026830882522994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJ0DU6x3I/AAAAAAAAEow/Twuort7VeCQ/s400/DSC02545_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJtO67_wI/AAAAAAAAEoo/qmJ9Rw_5ZSI/s1600-h/DSC02547_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396026713735692034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJtO67_wI/AAAAAAAAEoo/qmJ9Rw_5ZSI/s400/DSC02547_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella's cousin, Bella, is the bride's and groom's daughter and was also a flower girl.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJnSYf-4I/AAAAAAAAEog/tEgwU5V-Hng/s1600-h/DSC02557.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396026611585776514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJnSYf-4I/AAAAAAAAEog/tEgwU5V-Hng/s400/DSC02557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJdDEatZI/AAAAAAAAEoY/gQ6kp-WLJB8/s1600-h/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396026435676321170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJdDEatZI/AAAAAAAAEoY/gQ6kp-WLJB8/s400/DSC02567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJVnI3_1I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/eJKQSdqC42g/s1600-h/DSC02568.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396026307919740754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJVnI3_1I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/eJKQSdqC42g/s400/DSC02568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJO46R1UI/AAAAAAAAEoI/5Qc9Q-02QyA/s1600-h/DSC02569.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396026192431273282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJO46R1UI/AAAAAAAAEoI/5Qc9Q-02QyA/s400/DSC02569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJCrcBf2I/AAAAAAAAEoA/ntzNb_E1_Wc/s1600-h/DSC02572_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396025982656282466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKJCrcBf2I/AAAAAAAAEoA/ntzNb_E1_Wc/s400/DSC02572_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ready for the event!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKI036jjUI/AAAAAAAAEn4/M9SNi1Y7J_k/s1600-h/DSC02599_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396025745487400258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKI036jjUI/AAAAAAAAEn4/M9SNi1Y7J_k/s400/DSC02599_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKItKLzkbI/AAAAAAAAEnw/VG7f2Nfm2Ag/s1600-h/DSC02601_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396025612952637874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKItKLzkbI/AAAAAAAAEnw/VG7f2Nfm2Ag/s400/DSC02601_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tita and Gabriella before the wedding.  Tita served as the Justice of the Peace for the ceremony.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKIj_e69wI/AAAAAAAAEno/hE2ND1NyDyo/s1600-h/DSC02602.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396025455461201666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKIj_e69wI/AAAAAAAAEno/hE2ND1NyDyo/s400/DSC02602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKIYQ3uVrI/AAAAAAAAEng/OnbmyDc6SX4/s1600-h/DSC02607.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396025253970204338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKIYQ3uVrI/AAAAAAAAEng/OnbmyDc6SX4/s400/DSC02607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and my siblings, Tito (Michael) and Tita (Candace):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKIMvN_pcI/AAAAAAAAEnY/RG8MueIA5_w/s1600-h/DSC02631_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396025055958246850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKIMvN_pcI/AAAAAAAAEnY/RG8MueIA5_w/s400/DSC02631_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Walking down the "aisle" with cousins Vincent and Dante:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396020344384750658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKD6fPVhEI/AAAAAAAAEkw/BpCmeqE2E6Q/s400/Gabriella,+Vincent,+and+Dante.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396023348734606626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKGpXUKPSI/AAAAAAAAEmg/IuTyx1zLf0E/s400/DSC02699_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKHtMMzdeI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/NMcKwy7Iqds/s1600-h/DSC02673.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396024513982068194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKHtMMzdeI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/NMcKwy7Iqds/s400/DSC02673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKHiwXSdNI/AAAAAAAAEnI/sdJ4PQzVxPE/s1600-h/DSC02671.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396024334711157970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKHiwXSdNI/AAAAAAAAEnI/sdJ4PQzVxPE/s400/DSC02671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKHVJqA90I/AAAAAAAAEnA/37VRZXivseU/s1600-h/DSC02682.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396024100982421314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKHVJqA90I/AAAAAAAAEnA/37VRZXivseU/s400/DSC02682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All smiles!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKHJGowCxI/AAAAAAAAEm4/le7io0hw46c/s1600-h/DSC02688.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396023894013381394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKHJGowCxI/AAAAAAAAEm4/le7io0hw46c/s400/DSC02688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was very cold out, but Gabriella tolerated it and did okay for the outdoor ceremony.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKHDqQ1OtI/AAAAAAAAEmw/4VWBRfo_Eyk/s1600-h/DSC02689.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396023800497519314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKHDqQ1OtI/AAAAAAAAEmw/4VWBRfo_Eyk/s400/DSC02689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoying the food!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396023640231465330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKG6VObUXI/AAAAAAAAEmo/CHt3uEs-3Zs/s400/DSC02693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKF5HR2uRI/AAAAAAAAEmI/oQS_Xuot6GY/s1600-h/DSC02743.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396022519796250898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKF5HR2uRI/AAAAAAAAEmI/oQS_Xuot6GY/s400/DSC02743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKFzRfr9wI/AAAAAAAAEmA/R0xlYnrtdQw/s1600-h/DSC02748.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396022419459405570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKFzRfr9wI/AAAAAAAAEmA/R0xlYnrtdQw/s400/DSC02748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKFq1pokRI/AAAAAAAAEl4/FiDhWyMmnZk/s1600-h/DSC02750.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396022274545979666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKFq1pokRI/AAAAAAAAEl4/FiDhWyMmnZk/s400/DSC02750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKFVYTvf7I/AAAAAAAAElo/1Cqh2d0ZwZY/s1600-h/DSC02783_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396021905892278194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKFVYTvf7I/AAAAAAAAElo/1Cqh2d0ZwZY/s400/DSC02783_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella had fun playing on the dance floor with cousin Dante.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396022116735763570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKFhpwvxHI/AAAAAAAAElw/P0M3xvD_6po/s400/DSC02777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dancing with Dada (Ken):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396022712162343378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKGET5gWdI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/5IeDLDSUk60/s400/DSC02735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dancing with Steve:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKFKQBV--I/AAAAAAAAElg/bzNupICLJqg/s1600-h/DSC02784_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396021714689063906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKFKQBV--I/AAAAAAAAElg/bzNupICLJqg/s400/DSC02784_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dancing with Mama:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKE7SqIvvI/AAAAAAAAElQ/Oq00_NI5Lnk/s1600-h/DSC02786_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396021457698995954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKE7SqIvvI/AAAAAAAAElQ/Oq00_NI5Lnk/s400/DSC02786_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKEzPwX1pI/AAAAAAAAElI/nhv3vHAVvZc/s1600-h/DSC02787_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396021319480891026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKEzPwX1pI/AAAAAAAAElI/nhv3vHAVvZc/s400/DSC02787_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKEsKR2qkI/AAAAAAAAElA/dmPfTvEZN7I/s1600-h/DSC02788_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396021197751626306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKEsKR2qkI/AAAAAAAAElA/dmPfTvEZN7I/s400/DSC02788_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella did not have any naps during the day and was wiped out by 6:30 PM.  Before we even left the parking lot Gabriella was sound asleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKEcM-LoJI/AAAAAAAAEk4/BqRH-mUPXT8/s1600-h/DSC02793.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396020923596513426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKEcM-LoJI/AAAAAAAAEk4/BqRH-mUPXT8/s400/DSC02793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396023062496901362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKGYs_xePI/AAAAAAAAEmY/lWP__wR5E8Y/s400/DSC02718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a real fun time and a great first wedding experience for Gabriella!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-1032685539149676277?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1032685539149676277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/flower-girl-gabriella-at-her-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1032685539149676277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1032685539149676277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/flower-girl-gabriella-at-her-first.html' title='Flower Girl Gabriella at Her First Wedding'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKKkvVi2CI/AAAAAAAAEpo/QU4wJi7Wezw/s72-c/DSC02526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7344534152465755734</id><published>2009-10-16T22:23:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:43:12.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriella's First Wedding Rehearsal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our cousin, Stephanie, is marrying her long-time boyfriend, Jimmy, tomorrow. Gabriella is going to be a flower girl in their wedding so she attended their Wedding Rehearsal to "practice". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKR6ncfNyI/AAAAAAAAEr4/dOCT4Xd4jNo/s1600-h/DSC02382.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396035739750184738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKR6ncfNyI/AAAAAAAAEr4/dOCT4Xd4jNo/s400/DSC02382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKRrd0DMoI/AAAAAAAAEro/P9HAhkSeNpg/s1600-h/DSC02387.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396035479466619522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKRrd0DMoI/AAAAAAAAEro/P9HAhkSeNpg/s400/DSC02387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKRnJAFgmI/AAAAAAAAErg/wGUHPQ44qmY/s1600-h/DSC02388.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396035405160481378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKRnJAFgmI/AAAAAAAAErg/wGUHPQ44qmY/s400/DSC02388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella with Grammy and Grampy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396035188497635986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKRah3o2pI/AAAAAAAAErQ/AF72LCw9wCc/s400/DSC02395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKRhpabYfI/AAAAAAAAErY/zn9v9Z1_ncU/s1600-h/DSC02393.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396035310781686258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKRhpabYfI/AAAAAAAAErY/zn9v9Z1_ncU/s400/DSC02393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKRNE3e0EI/AAAAAAAAErI/m4XkH5vPLEo/s1600-h/DSC02431.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396034957374050370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKRNE3e0EI/AAAAAAAAErI/m4XkH5vPLEo/s400/DSC02431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella with Tita Candace:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396035601064874066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKRyizVUFI/AAAAAAAAErw/lNSFNIKzRVw/s400/DSC02384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella received a "Thank you" gift from Stephanie and Jimmy and was thrilled!  Look at the expression of her lips!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKREEuhlXI/AAAAAAAAErA/XdOTcnMXGB0/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396034802717660530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKREEuhlXI/AAAAAAAAErA/XdOTcnMXGB0/s400/DSC02436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKQ-a46v3I/AAAAAAAAEq4/4NpRoNIeEC8/s1600-h/DSC02444.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396034705587617650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKQ-a46v3I/AAAAAAAAEq4/4NpRoNIeEC8/s400/DSC02444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Playing with cousins Andrew, Bella, and Dante:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKQ1C8TO4I/AAAAAAAAEqw/0xXHzCxdhJk/s1600-h/DSC02447_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396034544540531586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKQ1C8TO4I/AAAAAAAAEqw/0xXHzCxdhJk/s400/DSC02447_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cousins Vincent, Andrew, Bella, and Dante:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKQdayX-1I/AAAAAAAAEqo/GFeaRXRBF9Y/s1600-h/DSC02451.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396034138624490322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKQdayX-1I/AAAAAAAAEqo/GFeaRXRBF9Y/s400/DSC02451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKQX5FUrEI/AAAAAAAAEqg/RgKkh4qt0yg/s1600-h/DSC02453.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396034043677813826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKQX5FUrEI/AAAAAAAAEqg/RgKkh4qt0yg/s400/DSC02453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKP7_VOEqI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/G_4Z6NAchwk/s1600-h/DSC02461.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033564318765730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKP7_VOEqI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/G_4Z6NAchwk/s400/DSC02461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033839210859586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKQL_YmjEI/AAAAAAAAEqY/gqxcmwt_-Ww/s400/DSC02454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKP2cdKR-I/AAAAAAAAEqI/K2fEy9KTZu0/s1600-h/DSC02468.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033469057484770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKP2cdKR-I/AAAAAAAAEqI/K2fEy9KTZu0/s400/DSC02468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKPtWIbCnI/AAAAAAAAEqA/vFE8W_39DMI/s1600-h/DSC02471.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033312741067378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKPtWIbCnI/AAAAAAAAEqA/vFE8W_39DMI/s400/DSC02471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoying yummy dessert!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKPoEqTvEI/AAAAAAAAEp4/DDqpFkP9FWk/s1600-h/DSC02472.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033222152010818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKPoEqTvEI/AAAAAAAAEp4/DDqpFkP9FWk/s400/DSC02472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Playing with Tita!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKPcWajMKI/AAAAAAAAEpw/AjrSA9wm53w/s1600-h/DSC02514.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033020759322786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKPcWajMKI/AAAAAAAAEpw/AjrSA9wm53w/s400/DSC02514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella is ready to be a Flower Girl for her first time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7344534152465755734?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7344534152465755734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/gabriellas-first-wedding-rehearsal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7344534152465755734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7344534152465755734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/gabriellas-first-wedding-rehearsal.html' title='Gabriella&apos;s First Wedding Rehearsal'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKR6ncfNyI/AAAAAAAAEr4/dOCT4Xd4jNo/s72-c/DSC02382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8623937441287791241</id><published>2009-10-14T22:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T19:19:11.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Donation for Mayra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I received an update today about Mayra, the child I sponsor through Mayan Families. I made an additional donation for Mayra and she received a gift of food for her and her family. This food will feed Mayra and her family for about one month.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395196573717138066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/St-WsuXQipI/AAAAAAAAEYM/NRFGkO3i_1E/s400/Food+October+2009_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/StaC1QF9X0I/AAAAAAAAEYE/ERYADwKPHlY/s1600-h/Food+October+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392641455187386178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/StaC1QF9X0I/AAAAAAAAEYE/ERYADwKPHlY/s400/Food+October+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-8623937441287791241?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8623937441287791241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/food-donation-for-mayra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8623937441287791241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8623937441287791241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/food-donation-for-mayra.html' title='Food Donation for Mayra'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/St-WsuXQipI/AAAAAAAAEYM/NRFGkO3i_1E/s72-c/Food+October+2009_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-244292867530279806</id><published>2009-10-11T22:11:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:31:36.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Annual Pumpkin Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We hosted our second annual Pumpkin Party at our house.  Cousins Andrew and Bella and Friend / "Sister" Ava were there with their families.  A great time was had by all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella had a fun time baking cupcakes before the party.  She enjoys "cooking.":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKBRqLmBWI/AAAAAAAAEko/GaexZO2rdbI/s1600-h/DSC02225.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396017443923952994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKBRqLmBWI/AAAAAAAAEko/GaexZO2rdbI/s400/DSC02225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella did a great job putting the cupcake liners in the cupcake pan all by herself!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKBMffiuPI/AAAAAAAAEkg/SrjXFNHITA8/s1600-h/DSC02226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396017355155486962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKBMffiuPI/AAAAAAAAEkg/SrjXFNHITA8/s400/DSC02226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKBD-uVIKI/AAAAAAAAEkY/q4LMnbvfERk/s1600-h/DSC02231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396017208920187042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKBD-uVIKI/AAAAAAAAEkY/q4LMnbvfERk/s400/DSC02231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKA_WKm-2I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/AzX5Ij9o1vM/s1600-h/DSC02232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396017129313467234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKA_WKm-2I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/AzX5Ij9o1vM/s400/DSC02232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKA5fSnykI/AAAAAAAAEkI/X1VWl6Yex88/s1600-h/DSC02236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396017028683778626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKA5fSnykI/AAAAAAAAEkI/X1VWl6Yex88/s400/DSC02236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ_yI-PtcI/AAAAAAAAEjI/p1BCzGZQed4/s400/DSC02288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ_kr_7HMI/AAAAAAAAEjA/OsnKrVbwGb0/s1600-h/DSC02315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396015571806133442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ_kr_7HMI/AAAAAAAAEjA/OsnKrVbwGb0/s400/DSC02315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ_Udk5GMI/AAAAAAAAEi4/RCqY6b5JI4k/s1600-h/DSC02317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396015293056751810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ_Udk5GMI/AAAAAAAAEi4/RCqY6b5JI4k/s400/DSC02317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ_NNbsibI/AAAAAAAAEiw/nxiPw-alGUo/s1600-h/DSC02319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396015168464128434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ_NNbsibI/AAAAAAAAEiw/nxiPw-alGUo/s400/DSC02319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396014700626062658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ-x-maLUI/AAAAAAAAEiQ/VDLJHB2cPVw/s400/DSC02325.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grampy carved this little pumpkin for Gabriella!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ_FebAUkI/AAAAAAAAEio/j8WDPz0R15Q/s1600-h/DSC02322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396015035585679938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ_FebAUkI/AAAAAAAAEio/j8WDPz0R15Q/s400/DSC02322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ_A0yHYHI/AAAAAAAAEig/FseCpnQFPpk/s1600-h/DSC02324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396014955688845426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ_A0yHYHI/AAAAAAAAEig/FseCpnQFPpk/s400/DSC02324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/8069434170703369846-244292867530279806?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/244292867530279806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/2nd-annual-pumpkin-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/244292867530279806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/244292867530279806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/2nd-annual-pumpkin-party.html' title='2nd Annual Pumpkin Party'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuKBRqLmBWI/AAAAAAAAEko/GaexZO2rdbI/s72-c/DSC02225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-2606534271055421028</id><published>2009-10-09T23:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:11:08.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 26th Birthday Tita!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We spent the evening with family at my parent's Cape house to celebrate Tita's (Aunt Candace's) 26th birthday.  Gabriella ADORES her Tita and when we are not with her, Gabriella talks about her constantly!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ9Qg0yYzI/AAAAAAAAEiI/Rn6qhQC-rzs/s1600-h/DSC02206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396013026185995058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ9Qg0yYzI/AAAAAAAAEiI/Rn6qhQC-rzs/s400/DSC02206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ9MlWy6BI/AAAAAAAAEiA/a8jTxOcJ4XI/s1600-h/DSC02209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396012958682900498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ9MlWy6BI/AAAAAAAAEiA/a8jTxOcJ4XI/s400/DSC02209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ9GQtw4oI/AAAAAAAAEh4/PiPmiYTiDXM/s1600-h/DSC02213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396012850062877314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ9GQtw4oI/AAAAAAAAEh4/PiPmiYTiDXM/s400/DSC02213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ8_W0AZDI/AAAAAAAAEhw/NZObC1t88V8/s1600-h/DSC02218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396012731440587826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ8_W0AZDI/AAAAAAAAEhw/NZObC1t88V8/s400/DSC02218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ84nyz9cI/AAAAAAAAEho/1XiID7QDsYA/s1600-h/DSC02222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396012615739897282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ84nyz9cI/AAAAAAAAEho/1XiID7QDsYA/s400/DSC02222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8069434170703369846-2606534271055421028?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2606534271055421028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-26th-birthday-tita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2606534271055421028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2606534271055421028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-26th-birthday-tita.html' title='Happy 26th Birthday Tita!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ9Qg0yYzI/AAAAAAAAEiI/Rn6qhQC-rzs/s72-c/DSC02206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-2848924989274320259</id><published>2009-10-09T23:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:03:09.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima Ballerina</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella was listening carefully to Ms. Lynn's directions and trying hard to do her twirls!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ7mXaDqNI/AAAAAAAAEhg/ZEFDcNNAdDc/s1600-h/DSC02187.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396011202591828178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ7mXaDqNI/AAAAAAAAEhg/ZEFDcNNAdDc/s400/DSC02187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ms. Lynn had asked all of the students to make Halloween ornaments for the "Halloween Tree.:  Gabriella's pumpkin is the one with the black smile on the tree in the background toward the bottom left of the tree.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ7hB2VbkI/AAAAAAAAEhY/dcpJMIDnEnA/s1600-h/DSC02188.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396011110905507394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ7hB2VbkI/AAAAAAAAEhY/dcpJMIDnEnA/s400/DSC02188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ7aLQmQeI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/k3PFF5rPo7I/s1600-h/DSC02196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396010993172496866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ7aLQmQeI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/k3PFF5rPo7I/s400/DSC02196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-2848924989274320259?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2848924989274320259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/prima-ballerina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2848924989274320259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2848924989274320259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/prima-ballerina.html' title='Prima Ballerina'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ7mXaDqNI/AAAAAAAAEhg/ZEFDcNNAdDc/s72-c/DSC02187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-1466197787325459064</id><published>2009-10-08T21:27:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:39:26.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella had a playdate today with friends Alejandro and Ava and cousin Bella.  A fun time was had by all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6TFVZdHaI/AAAAAAAAEX0/dUl2xt_ZcRM/s1600-h/DSC02146_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390407523861601698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6TFVZdHaI/AAAAAAAAEX0/dUl2xt_ZcRM/s400/DSC02146_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6Sdz7e2aI/AAAAAAAAEXk/fwfIs4TIKTI/s1600-h/DSC02150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390406844862618018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6Sdz7e2aI/AAAAAAAAEXk/fwfIs4TIKTI/s400/DSC02150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6SXqRhH5I/AAAAAAAAEXc/k5kO5uYu0Q0/s1600-h/DSC02151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390406739191472018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6SXqRhH5I/AAAAAAAAEXc/k5kO5uYu0Q0/s400/DSC02151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6SGjz7JYI/AAAAAAAAEXU/qenrFdR7sAE/s1600-h/DSC02152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390406445398959490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6SGjz7JYI/AAAAAAAAEXU/qenrFdR7sAE/s400/DSC02152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6R9VKJqWI/AAAAAAAAEXM/XmxDmj3CzeU/s1600-h/DSC02156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390406286846830946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6R9VKJqWI/AAAAAAAAEXM/XmxDmj3CzeU/s400/DSC02156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6R2hE3CvI/AAAAAAAAEXE/tPLbXi-w26M/s1600-h/DSC02166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390406169786780402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6R2hE3CvI/AAAAAAAAEXE/tPLbXi-w26M/s400/DSC02166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390407011362204402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6SngME6vI/AAAAAAAAEXs/eJUFoiNZ3Xg/s400/DSC02165.JPG" border="0" /&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/8069434170703369846-1466197787325459064?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1466197787325459064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/playdate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1466197787325459064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/1466197787325459064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/playdate.html' title='Playdate'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6TFVZdHaI/AAAAAAAAEX0/dUl2xt_ZcRM/s72-c/DSC02146_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-920339534487017826</id><published>2009-10-08T21:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:27:13.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not An Ordinary Banana Sticker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ken had packed a banana for work. When he went to eat it he realized that Gabriella had put a smiley face sticker on it! Too funny!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390405479543546530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6ROVuDIqI/AAAAAAAAEW8/sU7nsH5n3K8/s400/Banana+100809_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-920339534487017826?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/920339534487017826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-ordinary-banana-sticker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/920339534487017826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/920339534487017826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-ordinary-banana-sticker.html' title='Not An Ordinary Banana Sticker!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss6ROVuDIqI/AAAAAAAAEW8/sU7nsH5n3K8/s72-c/Banana+100809_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7838714035365985791</id><published>2009-10-07T21:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:52:56.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse Riding Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella has been continuing her horse riding lessons.  Ms. Lynn is beginning to teach Gabriella how to "post."  Not being a horse person myself I had no clue what "posting" was but it requires the rider to essentially stand and sit in sync with the horse.  Ms. Lynn taught Gabriella posting today and I was laughing so hard with excitement.  I couldn't believe Gabriella was doing it AND she looked absolutely precious.  It was amazing watching her teeny little body standing up on the massive horse.  Unfortunately I do not have any photos, but hope to take some at next week's lesson.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7838714035365985791?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7838714035365985791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/horse-riding-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7838714035365985791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7838714035365985791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/horse-riding-lessons.html' title='Horse Riding Lessons'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-2217253171216921653</id><published>2009-10-07T21:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:47:36.948-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Backpack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella knows about backpacks from "Dora the Explorer" and has several styles of backpacks of her own including a backpack that looks like Dora's.  Today, while I was putting away items from the store, Gabriella was tinkering with the empty plastic bags.  Then she ran to me and started exclaiming, "Backpack, backpack!"  She was wearing one of the plastic bags like a backpack!  I thought it was very creative and pretty intelligent of her to have used the plastic bag in this way.  Each day she continues to amaze me and entertain me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss1CtuAHyeI/AAAAAAAAEWs/0eACSgdQnn4/s1600-h/DSC02141_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390037682242439650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss1CtuAHyeI/AAAAAAAAEWs/0eACSgdQnn4/s400/DSC02141_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss1Cc0Bwg0I/AAAAAAAAEWk/Vl8CAjy9t1Q/s1600-h/DSC02144_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390037391802139458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss1Cc0Bwg0I/AAAAAAAAEWk/Vl8CAjy9t1Q/s400/DSC02144_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-2217253171216921653?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2217253171216921653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/backpack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2217253171216921653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2217253171216921653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/backpack.html' title='Backpack'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss1CtuAHyeI/AAAAAAAAEWs/0eACSgdQnn4/s72-c/DSC02141_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8508179151405895334</id><published>2009-10-07T21:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:34:36.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Elmo Loves Bananas Too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella LOVES her fruits and vegetables.  She especially loves to snack on bananas and apples.  Apparently Elmo likes bananas, too, because that is exactly what I caught him eating, a piece of Gabriella's banana!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss1BAFeiiQI/AAAAAAAAEWU/FW23md5TktA/s1600-h/Elmo+Eating+Banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390035798758426882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss1BAFeiiQI/AAAAAAAAEWU/FW23md5TktA/s400/Elmo+Eating+Banana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-8508179151405895334?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8508179151405895334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/elmo-loves-bananas-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8508179151405895334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8508179151405895334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/elmo-loves-bananas-too.html' title='Elmo Loves Bananas Too!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss1BAFeiiQI/AAAAAAAAEWU/FW23md5TktA/s72-c/Elmo+Eating+Banana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5325711567429482275</id><published>2009-10-07T21:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:30:43.887-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had a perfect backdrop for a photo shoot with our fall decorations!  Gabriella had fun "hamming it up" for the camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390033656481726434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss0_DY3-P-I/AAAAAAAAEV0/4X89gUKNs3U/s400/DSC02134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390033902497114066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss0_RtWnJ9I/AAAAAAAAEV8/LBhxqCdubfY/s400/DSC02133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390033415334281090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss0-1Wh8P4I/AAAAAAAAEVs/9AK3ubUqbow/s400/DSC02137.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss0_gnzqM2I/AAAAAAAAEWE/E7U_Bkw2Wu0/s1600-h/DSC02132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390034158706373474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss0_gnzqM2I/AAAAAAAAEWE/E7U_Bkw2Wu0/s400/DSC02132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390034370608131330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss0_s9M-bQI/AAAAAAAAEWM/kSEnVCPwnBw/s400/DSC02130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5325711567429482275?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5325711567429482275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-little-pumpkin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5325711567429482275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5325711567429482275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-little-pumpkin.html' title='My Little Pumpkin'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Ss0_DY3-P-I/AAAAAAAAEV0/4X89gUKNs3U/s72-c/DSC02134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7309302498319169991</id><published>2009-10-06T20:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:22:15.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Temper, Temper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella has a bad habit of having to go to bed with a drink (I know, I know) but to save her teeth we try to give her water at bedtime.  Last night, Gabriella woke up in the middle of the night and took her sippy cup, woke Ken and me up, and stated, "I need more," which meant she wanted something to drink other than water.  Ken replied, "You have water, drink your water."  That response was not acceptable to Gabriella so she whacked Ken off the side of the head with the sippy cup and then flung the sippy cup across the room!  I was in shock and my brain was not processing the events quick enough to really comprehend what had just happened!  I did verbally discipline her, but do not know how effective it was because disciplining in the middle of the night when you are half asleep is not easy.  She has been throwing stuff lately when she is angry and her temper is strongly evident.  My major parenting task right now is helping Gabriella control her temper when she gets angry.  My little stinker butt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7309302498319169991?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7309302498319169991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/temper-temper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7309302498319169991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7309302498319169991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/temper-temper.html' title='Temper, Temper'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-3890688043066014437</id><published>2009-10-05T20:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:39:16.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorant Idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My girlfriend, Kathy, and I went to the grocery store with Gabriella this afternoon. Gabriella was sitting in one of the pretend cars attached to a shopping cart. As we were leaving the store an older man walked ahead of us and left the store and we proceeded directly behind him. He turned and exclaimed, "She looks Chinese." I was dumbfounded, and simply said, "No," while trying to control myself from wrapping my hands around his neck due to his complete ignorance and lack of tact. He then said, "She's not Chinese? She looks Chinese." Kathy and I simply said, "No," again and continued to our car. I am sure there are a million brilliant things that I should have said and / or different ways to have reacted, but I was not witty enough at the time to think of them. And, so what if Gabriella were Chinese? What difference would that have made to him? Are Chinese children not allowed in the same store he shops in? Why ask the question? Is it because there were two white women with her? Is there something strange in that? I am baffled in trying to understand what was going through that man's small brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am commonly asked if Gabriella's father is Asian and other similar questions. I am generally not caught off-guard or bothered by these questions and answer all tactful questions appropriately. I am all for being open and sharing the beauty of adoption with whoever will listen. But, this idiot, on the other hand, was completely out-of-line and totally ignorant. I get most upset because I know these are the types of people that Gabriella will have to face on her own in the future. In the meantime, my job is to teach her value her uniqueness and help her to be proud of the beautiful person she is inside and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-3890688043066014437?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3890688043066014437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/ignorant-idiot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3890688043066014437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/3890688043066014437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/ignorant-idiot.html' title='Ignorant Idiot'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5975826083336596498</id><published>2009-10-02T08:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T08:54:11.397-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of Gabriella's newest words is "Watch" and she uses it when she is going to do something and wants an audience like dancing, jumping, doing silly things with her head, etc.  Occasionally she will add a "me" at the end and say, "Watch me" but the "me" usually comes after a one second pause after the "watch" and she says "me" at a higher pitch than "watch."  It is not very easy to explain, but super cute to hear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5975826083336596498?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5975826083336596498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/watch-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5975826083336596498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5975826083336596498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/watch-me.html' title='Watch Me!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8696308171506683849</id><published>2009-10-02T08:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T08:50:08.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I A Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella has not yet started potty training, but I continue to "prep" her for potty training.  When she needs a diaper change I explain to her that diapers are for babies and big girls go in the potty.  So, lately, while I am changing her diaper, Gabriella proudly declares, "I a baby" and she says "baby" in a sing-songy, drawn out way making it even more super cute.  I answer her by saying, "Yes, your mommy's baby" and she replies, "I a dada's baby" with a big smile on her face!  I say, "No, your mama's baby" and she repeats, "I a dada's baby!"  My little stinker is too darn cute!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-8696308171506683849?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8696308171506683849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8696308171506683849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8696308171506683849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-baby.html' title='I A Baby!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-6187886592318585753</id><published>2009-10-01T13:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:21.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella and I had Chinese food for lunch and Gabriella's "fortune" from her fortune cookie was, "A part of us remains wherever we have been." Very fitting and very true, not just for Gabriella or adopted children, but for all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-6187886592318585753?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6187886592318585753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/fortune-cookie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/6187886592318585753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/6187886592318585753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/fortune-cookie.html' title='Fortune Cookie'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-4590895717375139069</id><published>2009-09-30T00:16:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:10:05.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos from El Estor, Guatemala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These photos are of the town of El Estor, Guatemala, where Gabriella's birth family is from. The photos were taken by Victor on the day he was searching for Gabriella's birth mother. It looks like a very beautiful place and I look forward to visiting with Gabriella when she is a bit older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387443440056643938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SsQLQ8wVsWI/AAAAAAAAEUU/MUy9zDYPmfI/s400/100_3355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SsLdD_gjipI/AAAAAAAAETs/ervUJm4KJ_c/s1600-h/100_3328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387111164945861266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SsLdD_gjipI/AAAAAAAAETs/ervUJm4KJ_c/s400/100_3328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SsLdAM-SvLI/AAAAAAAAETk/u6lrwanSqXg/s1600-h/100_3326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387111099840773298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SsLdAM-SvLI/AAAAAAAAETk/u6lrwanSqXg/s400/100_3326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SsLc7ue_5KI/AAAAAAAAETc/U1RcsHO3ANk/s1600-h/100_3315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387111022936974498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SsLc7ue_5KI/AAAAAAAAETc/U1RcsHO3ANk/s400/100_3315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387445913262276130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SsQNg6KgviI/AAAAAAAAEVU/u3pxK0sDZQ4/s400/100_3316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SsLcw7FHVdI/AAAAAAAAETM/BJB3DToqa-w/s1600-h/100_3319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387110837339510226" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ5gVj-wTI/AAAAAAAAEhI/m7G591X9Qp4/s400/DSC02112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella's two favorite activities of this day were playing in the pretend kitchen and playing with the dollhouse.  We actually had to "rip" her away from the dollhouse so we could leave!  Mommy is definitely going to let Santa Claus know this because these seem like perfect toys for her age and interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ5bj4VWqI/AAAAAAAAEhA/ZqJUFILUj0M/s1600-h/DSC02123.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396008817938225826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ5bj4VWqI/AAAAAAAAEhA/ZqJUFILUj0M/s400/DSC02123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-6344696105175879887?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6344696105175879887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-at-imagination-island.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/6344696105175879887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/6344696105175879887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-at-imagination-island.html' title='Playing at Imagination Island'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ5gVj-wTI/AAAAAAAAEhI/m7G591X9Qp4/s72-c/DSC02112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8481360717762556633</id><published>2009-09-25T16:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:35:23.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiva Loans for Entrepreneurs in Guatemala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just made my first three loans to entrepreneurs in Guatemala. The three loans went to one female entrepreneur, one entrepreneur group, and one all female entrepreneur group using Kiva (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiva.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.kiva.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;). You can go to Kiva's website and lend to someone across the globe who needs a loan for their business - like raising goats, selling vegetables at market or making bricks. Each loan has a picture of the entrepreneur, a description of their business and how they plan to use the loan so you know exactly how your money is being spent and you get updates letting you know how the entrepreneur is going. The best part is, when the entrepreneur pays back their loan you get your money back. You can either reinvest the money or withdraw. Kiva's loans are managed by microfinance institutions in the country where the money is sent who have a lot of experience doing this, so you can trust that your money is being handled responsibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I made one loan to an entrepreneur named Eva Cecilia Gutierrez Pretzantzin. Eva Gutiérrez is 33 years old and is married. She works as a storekeeper, selling typical clothing for women. She lives with her husband and they both work in the same small business. She has sold clothing in this way for 3 years. Currently her clientele’s demand has increased, but her economic conditions aren’t enough for her to be able to increase her capital. She is asking for this loan with the intention of buying raw material so that she can increase her sales. Her loan amount will be $925, I donated $25. You can learn about Eva Cecilia Gutierrez Pretzantzin at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiva.org/app.php?page=businesses&amp;amp;action=about&amp;amp;id=139464"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.kiva.org/app.php?page=businesses&amp;amp;action=about&amp;amp;id=139464&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385515946710828162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sr0yOEfmhII/AAAAAAAAERs/s4GWGD5r5V8/s400/Eva+Gutierrez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I made my second loan to a group of entrepreneurs named the Pasanieb Group. The loan amount will be $2,725, I donated $25. Each member of the group will be responsible for $227. Each member has various intents for the money from commerce to raising animals. You can learn about the Pasanieb Group at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiva.org/app.php?page=businesses&amp;amp;action=about&amp;amp;id=139127"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.kiva.org/app.php?page=businesses&amp;amp;action=about&amp;amp;id=139127&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385516007337663794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sr0yRmWKnTI/AAAAAAAAER0/qUJf74K189U/s400/Pasanieb+Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I made my third loan to a group of five female entrepreneurs named "Las Emprendedoras" Group. The loan amount will be $1,225, I donated $25. They are looking to start a small business selling clothes, fruits, and other staples. They hope the business will help them to improve living conditions for their families. You can learn about the "Las Emprendedoras"Group at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiva.org/app.php?page=businesses&amp;amp;action=about&amp;amp;id=140687"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.kiva.org/app.php?page=businesses&amp;amp;action=about&amp;amp;id=140687&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389649483327732706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SsvhpkWd--I/AAAAAAAAEVk/xItkqBgfhEQ/s400/Las+Emprendedoras+Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-8481360717762556633?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8481360717762556633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-made-my-first-two-loans-to-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8481360717762556633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8481360717762556633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-made-my-first-two-loans-to-one.html' title='Kiva Loans for Entrepreneurs in Guatemala'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sr0yOEfmhII/AAAAAAAAERs/s4GWGD5r5V8/s72-c/Eva+Gutierrez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-4239734351257295730</id><published>2009-09-25T04:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T04:10:19.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote for Gabriella!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gap is holding a nationwide contest to find the next faces of babyGap and GapKids, and Gabriella is entered into the contest. Check out Gabriella's entry here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.go.com/gapcastingcall/entries/Melissa_Gabby/563907169/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://family.go.com/gapcastingcall/entries/Melissa_Gabby/563907169/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please follow the link and vote for Gabriella! Ask your friends to vote as well! You can vote every 24 hours through November 17th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks so much!&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and Gabriella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385314103478174514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Srx6pP23wzI/AAAAAAAAERk/goiqW2Yqa2A/s400/Gap+Entry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-4239734351257295730?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4239734351257295730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/vote-for-gabriella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4239734351257295730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4239734351257295730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/vote-for-gabriella.html' title='Vote for Gabriella!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Srx6pP23wzI/AAAAAAAAERk/goiqW2Yqa2A/s72-c/Gap+Entry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7672275428475633017</id><published>2009-09-24T20:05:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:20:06.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Mayra Paola</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mayra Paola is a three-year old from Guatemala who I sponsor through Mayan Families (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mayanfamilies.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.mayanfamilies.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;) to send to preschool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SrwJxIkdYTI/AAAAAAAAERc/b0JKQU3YpZA/s1600-h/Mayra+Paola.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385189994146914610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SrwJxIkdYTI/AAAAAAAAERc/b0JKQU3YpZA/s400/Mayra+Paola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SrwJrp6D-kI/AAAAAAAAERU/3pLT-XlXOcM/s1600-h/Mayra+Paola+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385189900016679490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SrwJrp6D-kI/AAAAAAAAERU/3pLT-XlXOcM/s400/Mayra+Paola+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mayra's Family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SrwJmLxSPTI/AAAAAAAAERM/09eiev3yS4w/s1600-h/Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385189806027455794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SrwJmLxSPTI/AAAAAAAAERM/09eiev3yS4w/s400/Family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the house that Mayra's family rents for $33 per month. Mayra's 26 year old father only makes $28 per week as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tuc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tuc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; driver. Mayra's 23 year old mother stays home to care for her children. Mayra lives in this house with her father; her mother; 3 brothers who are 6 years old, 5 years old, and 2 years old; and one sister who is 5 months old. They have one room made of tin sheeting walls, tin sheeting roof, and cement floor and a kitchen made of tin sheeting walls, tin sheeting roof, and dirt floor. They have 6 chairs, one wooden table, and one wardrobe (they keep the rest of the clothes in cardboard boxes). They only have 2 beds. The parents and the baby sleep in one and the other four children sleep in the other one. They did not have enough blankets but, in addition to sponsoring Mayra, I sent Mayan Families money to buy them blankets and some food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SrwJgfswqvI/AAAAAAAAERE/eDz_AgqT88w/s1600-h/House.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385189708297972466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SrwJgfswqvI/AAAAAAAAERE/eDz_AgqT88w/s400/House.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mayra's six year old brother needs sponsorship to go to school. If you are interested in sponsoring him, helping this family in any way, or helping another family, go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mayanfamilies.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.mayanfamilies.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7672275428475633017?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7672275428475633017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/meet-mayra-paola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7672275428475633017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7672275428475633017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/meet-mayra-paola.html' title='Meet Mayra Paola'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SrwJxIkdYTI/AAAAAAAAERc/b0JKQU3YpZA/s72-c/Mayra+Paola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5680461429222281926</id><published>2009-09-24T19:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:51:05.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were at the Olive Garden this evening for dinner.  As we were leaving we passed a group of waitresses and one of them said to Gabriella, "You're cute."  Gabriella replied, "Thank you" and kept walking and all of the waitresses started cracking up!  I have to say, she was a very smart waitress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5680461429222281926?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5680461429222281926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5680461429222281926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5680461429222281926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-cute.html' title='You&apos;re Cute'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8116185070965993145</id><published>2009-09-20T23:28:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:46:42.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Picking 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella went apple picking for a second time, with the first time being last year in 2008.  We went a month earlier than we had gone last year, so we enjoyed much warmer weather this time!  Aunt Kathy, Kerri, Dave, and Ava joined us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2yD0tYwI/AAAAAAAAEg4/cGbXV9hohAE/s1600-h/DSC02031.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396005905935196930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2yD0tYwI/AAAAAAAAEg4/cGbXV9hohAE/s400/DSC02031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2tqzvDHI/AAAAAAAAEgw/Fnk2w7801O8/s1600-h/DSC02033.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396005830500748402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2tqzvDHI/AAAAAAAAEgw/Fnk2w7801O8/s400/DSC02033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2pPeskrI/AAAAAAAAEgo/xUgVPnZFeOI/s1600-h/DSC02037.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396005754445271730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2pPeskrI/AAAAAAAAEgo/xUgVPnZFeOI/s400/DSC02037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella LOVES animals and was instantly attracted to the sheep.  We had to pull her away form the sheep to pick apples!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2gQTo_nI/AAAAAAAAEgg/AuoK2SdZUQo/s1600-h/DSC02045.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396005600048512626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2gQTo_nI/AAAAAAAAEgg/AuoK2SdZUQo/s400/DSC02045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2aIb4q_I/AAAAAAAAEgY/0FjzIFNUFek/s1600-h/DSC02048.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396005494856395762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2aIb4q_I/AAAAAAAAEgY/0FjzIFNUFek/s400/DSC02048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2S1AlWVI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/sIe7gPppiT8/s1600-h/DSC02056.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396005369382525266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2S1AlWVI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/sIe7gPppiT8/s400/DSC02056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2F5R03KI/AAAAAAAAEgI/gVz5rgxn-CY/s1600-h/DSC02059.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396005147190287522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2F5R03KI/AAAAAAAAEgI/gVz5rgxn-CY/s400/DSC02059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2BNeJroI/AAAAAAAAEgA/cCHlNqtgN7o/s1600-h/DSC02061.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396005066711346818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2BNeJroI/AAAAAAAAEgA/cCHlNqtgN7o/s400/DSC02061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ15fvltmI/AAAAAAAAEf4/K4X4vHwoJYM/s1600-h/DSC02066.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396004934177371746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ15fvltmI/AAAAAAAAEf4/K4X4vHwoJYM/s400/DSC02066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ1yiw42SI/AAAAAAAAEfw/ghXLSa04ouk/s1600-h/DSC02067.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396004814729042210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ1yiw42SI/AAAAAAAAEfw/ghXLSa04ouk/s400/DSC02067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ1tkU6MqI/AAAAAAAAEfo/PheU4It5ryI/s1600-h/DSC02071.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396004729249215138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ1tkU6MqI/AAAAAAAAEfo/PheU4It5ryI/s400/DSC02071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ1m2fpE1I/AAAAAAAAEfg/QCQGemeYslE/s1600-h/DSC02073.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396004613866984274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ1m2fpE1I/AAAAAAAAEfg/QCQGemeYslE/s400/DSC02073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ1bgp0L1I/AAAAAAAAEfY/riSkToAnvt8/s1600-h/DSC02075.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396004419025514322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ1bgp0L1I/AAAAAAAAEfY/riSkToAnvt8/s400/DSC02075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Relaxing with an apple after all of that hard work!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ1RhQ00OI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/nTxnyVD2oMQ/s1600-h/DSC02078.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396004247390441698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ1RhQ00OI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/nTxnyVD2oMQ/s400/DSC02078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/8069434170703369846-8116185070965993145?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8116185070965993145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/apple-picking-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8116185070965993145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8116185070965993145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/apple-picking-2009.html' title='Apple Picking 2009'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJ2yD0tYwI/AAAAAAAAEg4/cGbXV9hohAE/s72-c/DSC02031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-148235660991127917</id><published>2009-09-19T23:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:27:53.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Ice Skating Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella saw her first ice skating show, "Disney on Ice: Celebrations."  Gabriella enjoyed the show and was not scared by the characters as she was for her first live character show (Elmo) despite the fact that we were real close to the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJzOTmwDdI/AAAAAAAAEfI/eHP92_jtIw4/s1600-h/DSC01959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396001993161444818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJzOTmwDdI/AAAAAAAAEfI/eHP92_jtIw4/s400/DSC01959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJzIhmJWqI/AAAAAAAAEfA/pK1wPoMHy2w/s1600-h/DSC01955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396001893837789858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJzIhmJWqI/AAAAAAAAEfA/pK1wPoMHy2w/s400/DSC01955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJzDJI0ctI/AAAAAAAAEe4/K4lxJJ9eEc8/s1600-h/DSC01962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396001801372988114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJzDJI0ctI/AAAAAAAAEe4/K4lxJJ9eEc8/s400/DSC01962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJy6SU8_TI/AAAAAAAAEew/xdXhKhhEnxI/s1600-h/DSC01965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396001649220975922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJy6SU8_TI/AAAAAAAAEew/xdXhKhhEnxI/s400/DSC01965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJyzvKwkTI/AAAAAAAAEeo/aH_12lyOlIo/s1600-h/DSC01972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396001536703762738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJyzvKwkTI/AAAAAAAAEeo/aH_12lyOlIo/s400/DSC01972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8069434170703369846-148235660991127917?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/148235660991127917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-ice-skating-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/148235660991127917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/148235660991127917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-ice-skating-show.html' title='First Ice Skating Show'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJzOTmwDdI/AAAAAAAAEfI/eHP92_jtIw4/s72-c/DSC01959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8291983600711311756</id><published>2009-09-18T22:52:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:17:47.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Dance Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella, Ava, and Isabella, had their first dance lesson today (09/18/09) and were perfect little ballerinas! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395997900289075618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJvgEd76aI/AAAAAAAAEeY/6JbegoBd34o/s400/DSC01791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJvXSKDLnI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/0np5Z7anMUQ/s1600-h/DSC01795.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395997749344939634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJvXSKDLnI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/0np5Z7anMUQ/s400/DSC01795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395996861505401618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJujmsm8xI/AAAAAAAAEdo/xyZFRl2CHXE/s400/DSC01861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395996121035893138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJt4gO66ZI/AAAAAAAAEdI/1aIHtWHFSos/s400/DSC01898_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395998120437428546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJvs4lZMUI/AAAAAAAAEeg/hLcWZbj7wfI/s400/DSC01785_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395996300252832466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJuC73kYtI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/aogUJTn2erI/s400/DSC01875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395994874265387458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJsv7pqwcI/AAAAAAAAEcY/OxxORFcgtO4/s400/DSC01928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJvLVhDPgI/AAAAAAAAEeI/8v6f5TqdCE0/s1600-h/DSC01837.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395997544088288770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJvLVhDPgI/AAAAAAAAEeI/8v6f5TqdCE0/s400/DSC01837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395995408197004914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJtPAs4rnI/AAAAAAAAEcw/I0PhrR5xiqE/s400/DSC01918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395997085419498290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJuwo146zI/AAAAAAAAEdw/Hz4Wr1mHBCo/s400/DSC01847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the 3 and 4 year old class (even some 4.5 years old) so Gabriella was the youngest in the class (2 years and 1 month) and didn't quite have the same attention span as everybody else, but she did have a fun time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taking a stroll:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJu4W_rBXI/AAAAAAAAEd4/jeq0bAtwqyY/s1600-h/DSC01839.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395997218067645810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJu4W_rBXI/AAAAAAAAEd4/jeq0bAtwqyY/s400/DSC01839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And now with attitude!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395997410081381186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJvDiTUG0I/AAAAAAAAEeA/juKyFA1DSYo/s400/DSC01831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taking a little break!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395996729082744658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJub5Ylj1I/AAAAAAAAEdg/AfMu3YiNg_o/s400/DSC01865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Crawling!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395995048125477362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJs6DVJMfI/AAAAAAAAEcg/90KbKrAWMUU/s400/DSC01925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395995148014297154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJs_3cfoEI/AAAAAAAAEco/6tFuAfmzC8Y/s400/DSC01924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJtldHv-NI/AAAAAAAAEdA/C88jRtH2-dY/s1600-h/DSC01899.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395995793782995154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJtldHv-NI/AAAAAAAAEdA/C88jRtH2-dY/s400/DSC01899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJskDBGvuI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/4QDvvyXinNc/s1600-h/DSC01945.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395994670084308706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJskDBGvuI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/4QDvvyXinNc/s400/DSC01945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The girls had a real fun time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-8291983600711311756?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8291983600711311756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-dance-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8291983600711311756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8291983600711311756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-dance-class.html' title='First Dance Class'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJvgEd76aI/AAAAAAAAEeY/6JbegoBd34o/s72-c/DSC01791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-2483281245770670750</id><published>2009-09-11T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:51:39.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella had her cousins over to visit and, after playing, they got comfortable to watch a movie together.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJrMYmTSEI/AAAAAAAAEcI/hYuwW8w1E5k/s1600-h/DSC01784_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993164048975938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJrMYmTSEI/AAAAAAAAEcI/hYuwW8w1E5k/s400/DSC01784_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-2483281245770670750?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2483281245770670750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2483281245770670750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2483281245770670750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJrMYmTSEI/AAAAAAAAEcI/hYuwW8w1E5k/s72-c/DSC01784_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8899983000622133987</id><published>2009-09-09T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:46:41.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Guests</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella love seating her dolls up around the kitchen table. This is a common sight in our house!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJqRASbl7I/AAAAAAAAEcA/3ort3FQnbHQ/s1600-h/DSC01779_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395992143910901682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJqRASbl7I/AAAAAAAAEcA/3ort3FQnbHQ/s400/DSC01779_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-8899983000622133987?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8899983000622133987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/dinner-guests.html#comment-form' 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href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-two-buckle-my-shoe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7119135266890610552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7119135266890610552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-two-buckle-my-shoe.html' title='One, Two Buckle My Shoe'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' 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For her first "Forever Family" day we celebrated with a weekend full of fun festivities!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We started off the weekend at my parent's Cape house with Ken, Grammy, Grampy, Papa, Tita, and Steve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395985680912782978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJkYzvmloI/AAAAAAAAEbY/JTmCGgHnVbE/s400/DSC01567_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When Gabriella woke up on her "Forever Family" day she had flowers, balloons, and cards waiting for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJk_djLp_I/AAAAAAAAEb4/Wsr_IF3OWx0/s1600-h/DSC01549.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395986344970004466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJk_djLp_I/AAAAAAAAEb4/Wsr_IF3OWx0/s400/DSC01549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395985385566642162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJkHnfmH_I/AAAAAAAAEbQ/D38etqLJUcQ/s400/DSC01563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395985991159816834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJkq3gQooI/AAAAAAAAEbg/qVpqwa4P9Q0/s400/DSC01543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wearing Papa's hat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJk3etMhSI/AAAAAAAAEbw/4mM7KxQSC6o/s1600-h/DSC01545.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395986207841486114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJk3etMhSI/AAAAAAAAEbw/4mM7KxQSC6o/s400/DSC01545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trying to take a picture of herself with Grampy's phone!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJkwD9_bmI/AAAAAAAAEbo/9UqZeB07B_Q/s1600-h/DSC01538.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395986080405089890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJkwD9_bmI/AAAAAAAAEbo/9UqZeB07B_Q/s400/DSC01538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Playing "Ring Around The Rosie" with the guys (it's clear that they love her!).  This is Gabriella's FAVORITE group game!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJj2QEl6NI/AAAAAAAAEbA/04NIyl2nwxU/s1600-h/DSC01568.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395985087221590226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJj2QEl6NI/AAAAAAAAEbA/04NIyl2nwxU/s400/DSC01568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had asked Gabriella what she wanted to do for her special day.  She said she wanted to feed "bread" to the ducks, so that is what we did.  She loves to go to see the ducks.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJjn4nmaBI/AAAAAAAAEa4/-iAhIZ0RMkQ/s1600-h/DSC01583.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395984840407803922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJjn4nmaBI/AAAAAAAAEa4/-iAhIZ0RMkQ/s400/DSC01583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella got a new baby doll and carrier:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJjayODrHI/AAAAAAAAEaw/CQPrIRb0sd4/s1600-h/DSC01611.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395984615351757938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJjayODrHI/AAAAAAAAEaw/CQPrIRb0sd4/s400/DSC01611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And we got an ice cream and saw the cows at Peaceful Meadows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJjFzc9yRI/AAAAAAAAEag/e9hdLY7JGv4/s1600-h/DSC01616.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395984254905469202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJjFzc9yRI/AAAAAAAAEag/e9hdLY7JGv4/s400/DSC01616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395984346437585890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJjLIb7C-I/AAAAAAAAEao/Q3T6f0HDp-8/s400/DSC01615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isn't life WONDERFUL?!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJi8_rdfxI/AAAAAAAAEaY/HbIXqaTnI0w/s1600-h/DSC01623.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395984103568670482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJi8_rdfxI/AAAAAAAAEaY/HbIXqaTnI0w/s400/DSC01623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We spent the next day at Edaville Railroad and Gabriella had another wonderful day!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395982122379557522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJhJrLKupI/AAAAAAAAEZE/_E3K3-Eike0/s400/DSC01746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395982399178420562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJhZyVKMVI/AAAAAAAAEZM/MA_CWQgMdl0/s400/DSC01719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella's favorite part of her "Forever Family" weekend, I believe, was the cake!  The pictures speak for themselves!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJiu4Rb1-I/AAAAAAAAEaQ/5cR3hgjAV7c/s1600-h/DSC01626.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395983861062293474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJiu4Rb1-I/AAAAAAAAEaQ/5cR3hgjAV7c/s400/DSC01626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJipOmOV-I/AAAAAAAAEaI/oPMP6au8cN0/s1600-h/DSC01628.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395983763975854050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJipOmOV-I/AAAAAAAAEaI/oPMP6au8cN0/s400/DSC01628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJiffGvMSI/AAAAAAAAEaA/rIGFF8gY0HI/s1600-h/DSC01631.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395983596608500002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJiffGvMSI/AAAAAAAAEaA/rIGFF8gY0HI/s400/DSC01631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJiWrQeilI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/pQV7Ex6WZjA/s1600-h/DSC01634.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395983445251754578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJiWrQeilI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/pQV7Ex6WZjA/s400/DSC01634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJiN8lqMAI/AAAAAAAAEZs/s5V71dcTjyk/s1600-h/DSC01635.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395983295285178370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJiN8lqMAI/AAAAAAAAEZs/s5V71dcTjyk/s400/DSC01635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJiFqtaFXI/AAAAAAAAEZk/UzTD1aPBzU0/s1600-h/DSC01638.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395983153046885746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJiFqtaFXI/AAAAAAAAEZk/UzTD1aPBzU0/s400/DSC01638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJh6OQU12I/AAAAAAAAEZc/9UnYv_MBTyk/s1600-h/DSC01646.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395982956430153570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJh6OQU12I/AAAAAAAAEZc/9UnYv_MBTyk/s400/DSC01646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJhyuxvfiI/AAAAAAAAEZU/yX5bioXHMkk/s1600-h/DSC01648.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395982827721293346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJhyuxvfiI/AAAAAAAAEZU/yX5bioXHMkk/s400/DSC01648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a wonderful weekend and a phenomenal first year with Gabriella home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7134454859958221291?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7134454859958221291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/gabriellas-first-annual-forever-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7134454859958221291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7134454859958221291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/gabriellas-first-annual-forever-family.html' title='Gabriella&apos;s First Annual &quot;Forever Family&quot; Weekend'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJkYzvmloI/AAAAAAAAEbY/JTmCGgHnVbE/s72-c/DSC01567_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-4877682837987966982</id><published>2009-09-05T06:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T06:00:00.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Ago Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One year ago today GABRIELLA CAME HOME AND JOINED OUR FAMILY FOREVER IN THE UNITED STATES! The moment she landed on US soil in Atlanta, Georgia she became a US Citizen. One year ago today was the best day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saying "Goodbye for now" to our wonderful "family" in Guatemala was bittersweet. My mother and I had taken five visit trips to see Gabriella in Guatemala over the previous thirteen months during the adoption process; each time we left to come home we had to leave Gabriella behind and it literally made our heart ache each time. This time she was finally able to come home with us and we would never have to leave without her again.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBwYkBZfBI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/tK2mBzLVO00/s1600-h/DSC04593.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377421522369084434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBwYkBZfBI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/tK2mBzLVO00/s400/DSC04593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These photos were taken at the airport in Guatemala while we were waiting to board the plane to the US. Gabriella was finally on route to begin her new life with her Forever Family!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBwRCpsuaI/AAAAAAAAEQs/OfTA5Z-CLEo/s1600-h/DSC04594.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377421393152227746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBwRCpsuaI/AAAAAAAAEQs/OfTA5Z-CLEo/s400/DSC04594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBwCjFLr9I/AAAAAAAAEQk/ME5v9U86eKo/s1600-h/DSC04596.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377421144159399890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBwCjFLr9I/AAAAAAAAEQk/ME5v9U86eKo/s400/DSC04596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This photo was taken during our layover waiting to take off from Atlanta, GA to our final destination in Boston, MA. At the point when this photo was taken, Gabriella was already a US citizen! We had already cleared Immigration and handed over the infamous Immigration "Do Not Dare Open This Package" package! (We had two of these packages.) Gabriella had slept the whole way from Guatemala to Atlanta. She was very silly prior to taking off from Atlanta and was having fun with the lady in the seat behind us. She was temporarily sitting in the aisle and was greeting EVERYBODY as they boarded the plane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBv5woa8AI/AAAAAAAAEQc/NM3lDdDWAac/s1600-h/DSC04601.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377420993178038274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBv5woa8AI/AAAAAAAAEQc/NM3lDdDWAac/s400/DSC04601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBvqeK9TZI/AAAAAAAAEQU/iAmpnHSM8TM/s1600-h/DSC04606.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377420730524585362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBvqeK9TZI/AAAAAAAAEQU/iAmpnHSM8TM/s400/DSC04606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBvh4HALdI/AAAAAAAAEQM/SDqbRSbGQK0/s1600-h/DSC04610.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377420582868495826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBvh4HALdI/AAAAAAAAEQM/SDqbRSbGQK0/s400/DSC04610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBvVuj092I/AAAAAAAAEQE/IkAl8sfZNn0/s1600-h/DSC04616.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377420374146611042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBvVuj092I/AAAAAAAAEQE/IkAl8sfZNn0/s400/DSC04616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With a full belly, Gabriella slept the whole way from Atlanta to Boston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBvFHKnckI/AAAAAAAAEP8/4HgJHtyt2Pc/s1600-h/DSC04618.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377420088693977666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBvFHKnckI/AAAAAAAAEP8/4HgJHtyt2Pc/s400/DSC04618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had a long walk from the plane to the Baggage Claim area at Logan Airport in Boston. We were so anxious to get there because we had lots of loved ones waiting to meet Gabriella. Despite the fact that it was almost midnight, lots of family met us at the airport to finally meet the little princess who they had been waiting for what seemed like forever to meet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBuV25VCiI/AAAAAAAAEP0/5v1EHL5H3x0/s1600-h/IMG_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377419276872649250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBuV25VCiI/AAAAAAAAEP0/5v1EHL5H3x0/s400/IMG_0417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was so emotional and everybody was very excited. Gabriella was very shy at first. It had been a long, tiring day and she had just landed in a new country with lots of new people, new sights, new sounds, and new scents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBuPzrsJRI/AAAAAAAAEPs/LT6S_Gxlj4E/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377419172930921746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBuPzrsJRI/AAAAAAAAEPs/LT6S_Gxlj4E/s400/IMG_0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While everybody was meeting Gabriella, she peed through her diaper all over me! I couldn't have been happier to be peed on!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBuKq_L48I/AAAAAAAAEPk/Qt1vHFPd0cE/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377419084697428930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBuKq_L48I/AAAAAAAAEPk/Qt1vHFPd0cE/s400/IMG_0419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBuFtq8cGI/AAAAAAAAEPc/JYutLuROvhk/s1600-h/IMG_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377418999518490722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBuFtq8cGI/AAAAAAAAEPc/JYutLuROvhk/s400/IMG_0420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What an amazing day it was. This was the end of one long journey and the beginning of another amazing journey. I love you to the moon and back, forever, baby girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-4877682837987966982?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4877682837987966982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-year-ago-today_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4877682837987966982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/4877682837987966982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-year-ago-today_05.html' title='One Year Ago Today...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SqBwYkBZfBI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/tK2mBzLVO00/s72-c/DSC04593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-2233104701510795118</id><published>2009-09-03T23:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:25:09.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs For A Cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nikki Cochrane is a young lady who, over the past three years, has spent her summers volunteering in the Dominican Republic doing volunteer/humanitarian aid work. This year she will be spending Christmas in the DR and then going again in May for several months. She is raising money for her travel and runs Blogs For A Cause, doing blog makeovers, as a fundraising effort. I am hoping Nikki will be able to help me out with a much needed blog makeover for my blog and, at the same time I will be supporting her wonderful work in the DR! You can check out her website at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.madebynikki.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.madebynikki.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-2233104701510795118?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2233104701510795118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogs-for-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2233104701510795118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/2233104701510795118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogs-for-cause.html' title='Blogs For A Cause'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5175988374960844039</id><published>2009-09-03T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:03:19.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Cuter Than a Toddler After a Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJgTlVDZhI/AAAAAAAAEY8/T8APi0RNVCQ/s1600-h/DSC01535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395981193097471506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJgTlVDZhI/AAAAAAAAEY8/T8APi0RNVCQ/s400/DSC01535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-5175988374960844039?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5175988374960844039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-cuter-than-toddler-after-bath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5175988374960844039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5175988374960844039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-cuter-than-toddler-after-bath.html' title='Nothing Cuter Than a Toddler After a Bath'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SuJgTlVDZhI/AAAAAAAAEY8/T8APi0RNVCQ/s72-c/DSC01535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-8676812310759162162</id><published>2009-09-02T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:00:42.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Ago Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One year ago today we had our US Embassy Appointment in Guatemala and completed the FINAL step for Gabriella's adoption! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was the FINAL step but I was paranoid that something would go wrong. We had heard of a family who had had their Embassy appointment the day before us. The family's fingerprints had expired and they did not know, so their Visa was rejected. They we planning to take their baby home that week just like us, but instead had to leave the baby behind and travel back to the US to redo their fingerprints. I was petrified that something like that would happen to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In preparing for the Embassy appointment I brought two copies of my dossier (the adoption paperwork packet) and two copies of every paper that ever passed my hands through the entire process. I kept one copy in my suitcase and one copy with me; I needed a backup in case something happened to one of the sets of copies! I had printed out every single US form that I could have potentially needed at the Embassy. I had three copies of each! There were all sorts of rules about which forms needed to be signed in front of the Embassy employee and which forms needed to be notarized. So, I brought one filled out with no signature, one filled out with a signature, and one filled out with a signature and notarized! There was a fee due at the Embassy, I believe it was around $400, and it had to be paid in "new, crisp" twenties. So, before the trip I had gone to the bank and spent about an hour with the bank teller going through their drawer of twenties picking out the newest crispest looking twenties! I couldn't believe how patient the teller was, but I think she sensed my anxiety and knew the importance of what I was doing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was another day so filled with emotion. I remember approaching the Embassy and breaking down in tears. They were tears of complete happiness because I was so thrilled that we were finally here. They were also tears of "guilt". There were at least one hundred Guatemalans lined up outside of the Embassy. It was such an emotional sight that I cannot accurately describe with words. They were there to get a Visa in hopes of a better life in the US. More than likely they would not be granted the Visa and would not have a chance at the opportunities they were seeking. I felt badly that I was "lucky" enough to have been born where I was; I have been presented with so many more opportunities than these people just based on where I was born and it didn't seem fair. They were now looking for these same opportunities. I was so anticipatory for the new life Gabriella would have with me in the US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had to wake up very early the morning of the Embassy appointment. I remember having to wake Gabriella up out of a sound sleep and then bathe her! I wanted her to be PERFECT for the appointment! Gabriella and I went to the Embassy with my mother and Evelyn, my lawyer's wife. While at the Embassy there were 21 families with appointments that day waiting with us and we were number 13. It was so hot and a long wait and I had to keep Gabriella occupied while we waited. I remained in a very nervous,uptight state the entire time. After paying the fee there were essentially two interviews, one in a small, closed office and the second at a window, similar to a bank's teller window. We did not know the process, we just went with the flow. Gabriella and I went into the closed office by ourselves for the first interview. When we left the office my mother saw us, thought that was all we had to do, and literally yelled, "YOU'RE DONE?!" I remember I was so embarrassed because everybody looked, but knew my mother was excited. After the second interview at the window, the Embassy worker handed me a receipt and a form and said to come back tomorrow at 3:30 PM to pick up Gabriella's Visa and said "Congratulations". I immediately burst into tears. I kissed and kissed Gabriella and told her how excited I was to be her mommy. We then left the Embassy and as we were walking down the sidewalk back to the car I was still whispering in her ear and then said "We are done!" and she literally started to clap! What an AMAZING day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These photos were taken in the hotel room just before we left to go to the US Embassy in Guatemala.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sp6omW8gvOI/AAAAAAAAEPU/UTY0RxA7oqI/s1600-h/DSC04508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376920382074830050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sp6omW8gvOI/AAAAAAAAEPU/UTY0RxA7oqI/s400/DSC04508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sp6oZeJfx8I/AAAAAAAAEPM/67OokAMcQj0/s1600-h/DSC04510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376920160670042050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sp6oZeJfx8I/AAAAAAAAEPM/67OokAMcQj0/s400/DSC04510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love you to the moon and back baby girl! I am such a lucky mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-8676812310759162162?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8676812310759162162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-year-ago-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8676812310759162162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/8676812310759162162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-year-ago-today.html' title='One Year Ago Today...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Sp6omW8gvOI/AAAAAAAAEPU/UTY0RxA7oqI/s72-c/DSC04508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-907166384420628773</id><published>2009-09-02T13:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:06:37.162-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stride Rite Shoe Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Mommy Blogger is doing a Stride Rite SRT shoe giveaway! Go to her site and read article about how to enter: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://coolstuffwedig.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-dig-stride-rite-shoes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://coolstuffwedig.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-dig-stride-rite-shoes.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  We LOVE Stride Rite and Gabriella has been wearing Stride Rite exclusively since she came home from Guatemala.  She even had a couple pairs of Stride Rites in Guatemala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-907166384420628773?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/907166384420628773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/stride-rite-shoe-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/907166384420628773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/907166384420628773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/stride-rite-shoe-giveaway.html' title='Stride Rite Shoe Giveaway!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-5687201236888460794</id><published>2009-08-30T20:34:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:58:17.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Sharlotte's House</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today we visited Sharlotte's house and had a wonderful time catching up with old friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375921168408846706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spsb0d-DIXI/AAAAAAAAEOU/vgSwn8-AW0c/s400/DSC01484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375921056426802818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spsbt8zcvoI/AAAAAAAAEOM/BZuYbmlR1nI/s400/DSC01485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella had a very fun time playing with her friends, Jack and Lydia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpseB9G5YvI/AAAAAAAAEPE/s5BsDe3PuFw/s1600-h/DSC01436.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375923599129010930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpseB9G5YvI/AAAAAAAAEPE/s5BsDe3PuFw/s400/DSC01436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella picked mommy flowers from Sharlotte's flower beds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpsdsLp9xLI/AAAAAAAAEO0/Q08zHIv6-5c/s1600-h/DSC01437.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375923225077073074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpsdsLp9xLI/AAAAAAAAEO0/Q08zHIv6-5c/s400/DSC01437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375923449320805730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spsd5PB1lWI/AAAAAAAAEO8/0eVYYCibdos/s400/DSC01424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpsdeyJaHsI/AAAAAAAAEOs/-R7QKoFdTEI/s1600-h/DSC01445.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375922994891333314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpsdeyJaHsI/AAAAAAAAEOs/-R7QKoFdTEI/s400/DSC01445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All three kids were coincidentally color-coordinated!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpsdRg3WXiI/AAAAAAAAEOk/1W_r0gYNBjg/s1600-h/DSC01462.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375922766913887778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpsdRg3WXiI/AAAAAAAAEOk/1W_r0gYNBjg/s400/DSC01462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpsdFXWcNKI/AAAAAAAAEOc/nx2eCjAlLr8/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375922558201509026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpsdFXWcNKI/AAAAAAAAEOc/nx2eCjAlLr8/s400/DSC01465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella loved Sharlotte's very old ceramic cat and even tried riding it like a horse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpsbRQqfkiI/AAAAAAAAEOE/7uidYhutVi4/s1600-h/DSC01490_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375920563541742114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SpsbRQqfkiI/AAAAAAAAEOE/7uidYhutVi4/s400/DSC01490_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was such a nice day with old friends.&lt;/span&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/8069434170703369846-5687201236888460794?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5687201236888460794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/08/visit-to-sharlottes-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5687201236888460794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/5687201236888460794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/08/visit-to-sharlottes-house.html' title='Visit to Sharlotte&apos;s House'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spsb0d-DIXI/AAAAAAAAEOU/vgSwn8-AW0c/s72-c/DSC01484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7099407084323539819</id><published>2009-08-30T05:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T05:32:34.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Ago Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One year ago today, my mother (Grammy) and I arrived in Guatemala for Gabriella's pick-up trip and Gabriella was placed in my arms FOREVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella was FINALLY coming home. Oh boy, was I thanking God! FINALLY...I would now be able to live more in the future (what would we do next week...such a nice question to be able to finally be considering) rather than living in the past (memories from past visit trips, etc.) or in the day (who would I call today to harass to move on to the next step of the adoption process or what is my sweet baby doing right now 2,000 miles away or is she safe, happy, well-fed, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This photo was taken moments after the foster family had left the hotel and she was MINE, OH MINE! (They had taken her to the salon that day to get her hair styled at a "salon for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;princessas&lt;/span&gt; (princesses)," as they had described it!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375675769017080930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spo8oV_wHGI/AAAAAAAAEN8/_Dum8JD3QnU/s400/DSC04427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The day was chock-full of emotion that ran the full gamut:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pure Excitement and Joy&lt;/em&gt; - I had waited for this day for just shy of 13 months and it was finally here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Relief&lt;/em&gt; - the wait was FINALLY over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guilt&lt;/em&gt; - my excitement and happiness in welcoming Gabriella was Gabriella's foster family's simultaneous pain and sadness in saying goodbye to Gabriella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nervousness and Apprehension&lt;/em&gt; - I was really a mommy who would be completely responsible for this precious life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anxiety&lt;/em&gt; - we technically still were not completely "done," we still had the US Embassy appointment and had to get Gabriella's Visa so I was very anxious that with the way my luck had been running, SOMETHING could still go wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worry&lt;/em&gt; - I was very concerned about doing what was best for Gabriella and making the transition from her foster family to our family as easy for her as possible. I had to minimize her sadness, anxiety, and fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doubt&lt;/em&gt; - would I be able to effectively parent this very active toddler and make the best decisions for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pride&lt;/em&gt; - SHE is MY baby girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadness&lt;/em&gt; - we knew we would not be visiting Guatemala as often as we had been and we were essentially saying "Goodbye for now" to the beautiful country of Guatemala and the AMAZING friends we met along the journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thankfulness&lt;/em&gt; - how did I possibly deserve such a blessing from God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gabriella's "other family" who loved and adored her so dearly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spo8CGBNpgI/AAAAAAAAENc/eg6j3Z9e5wA/s1600-h/DSC04447.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375675111893214722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spo8CGBNpgI/AAAAAAAAENc/eg6j3Z9e5wA/s400/DSC04447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spo7KixBn4I/AAAAAAAAENE/BotVEymiuZ0/s1600-h/DSC04456_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375674157537271682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spo7KixBn4I/AAAAAAAAENE/BotVEymiuZ0/s400/DSC04456_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375674831206682802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spo7xwYVELI/AAAAAAAAENU/7SF1Y5mnnok/s400/DSC04450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375674608328768706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spo7kyGF_MI/AAAAAAAAENM/EtCJyPbChQg/s400/DSC04453_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375675656273063122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spo8hx_e7NI/AAAAAAAAEN0/KE83eVZQaww/s400/DSC04438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In our arms FOREVER!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375675248530820098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spo8KDCKDAI/AAAAAAAAENk/8G_RBWhlldM/s400/DSC04441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375675427153870514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spo8UcdNfrI/AAAAAAAAENs/TBJ94Kats4E/s400/DSC04443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069434170703369846-7099407084323539819?l=melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7099407084323539819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-year-ago-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7099407084323539819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069434170703369846/posts/default/7099407084323539819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissasadoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-year-ago-today.html' title='One Year Ago Today...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06909137342187475119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/SkAn8QZCFyI/AAAAAAAACp4/oX34r7rIRC0/S220/DSC08107_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAgxRvN2Ia0/Spo8oV_wHGI/AAAAAAAAEN8/_Dum8JD3QnU/s72-c/DSC04427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069434170703369846.post-7585126623309267622</id><published>2009-08-28T19:27:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:08:07.505-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Economist - Malnutrition in Guatemala: A national shame</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There was an article published in "&lt;em&gt;The Economist&lt;/em&gt;" yesterday entitled, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/world/americas/displaystory.cfm?story_id=14313735"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Malnutrition in Guatemala: A national shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;."   The article expands on the fact that, "according to Unicef almost half of Guatemala’s children are chronically malnourished—the sixth-worst performance in the world. In parts of rural Guatemala, where the population is overwhelmingly of Mayan descent, the incidence of child malnutrition reaches 80%."  The article has had me crazed and the reality of these facts has had me sick ever since my first trip to Guatemala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The thought of children suffering because they do not have enough to eat is despicable.  Food and clean drinking water are basic human needs and there is absolutely no reason that in the year 2009 there should be malnourished children, never mind almost half of a county's children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An article like this makes me really look inward and makes me feel so bad for how much I take for granted.  It is not uncommon for me to throw food away because we had had too much food in our refrigerator for the week, had not had a chance to eat it, and it went bad.  Pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This article makes me crazed because UNICEF was a leader in the fight to shut down inter-country adoptions, including Guatemalan adoptions.  Their main stand was that children should be raised in their own country.  How ironic that UNICEF has miraculously discovered the problem of malnourishment in Guatemalan children only after taking this stand and leading this effort!  Now, inter-country adoptions from Guatemala have ceased and thousands of Guatemalan children continue to be malnourished without the hope of a life in which basic needs could actually be met.  I have seen these children with my own two eyes during my numerous trips to Guatemala and it is heart-wrenching to essentially "walk away" from the issues.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will soon be ready for my second baby and, although conception is a possibility for me, I will choose adoption again.  There is nothing I desire more than to adopt again from Guatemala and have countless reasons as to why.  But, Guatemala is not an option because it is closed and I am having such a difficult time trying to decide whether to move forward with an adoption from another country and, if so, which country to adopt from.  Believe it or not, there is a very disproportionate number of adoption options as compared to the number of children in need (I will not even get into how few Central and South American countries are open for adoptions.  I have my theories as to why but will table this topic for another day.).  I have a loving home and I have the means and support system to be a wonderful mother to another child.  Yet, I am not allowed to provide a home to one of  these Guatemalan children who is currently malnourished!  I am not alone in this.  I personally know at least five other families who would jump at the chance to adopt again from Guatemala but cannot - five more children who are denied the opportunity for a wonderful life with more than their basic needs being met. Instead these children are homeless, literally living in dumps or walking the streets.  Absurd, right?  Makes my blood boil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prior to adopting from Guatemala, I tried to pursue an adoption in the Dominican Republic.  I hired a private attorney in the DR because, from what I understood, there is no law against single people adopting, but CONANI, the agency that oversees DR adoptions, does not approve single adoptions.  I obviously got nowhere even with an attorney.  There is potentially a child in an orphanage in the DR who needs a family and could have been my son our daughter, but is still sadly without a family.  Nonsensical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I began Gabriella's adoption, an adoption professional who I was working with was simultaneously beginning an adoption from a South American country.  This family was maybe a month or two ahead of me in the process.  I waited thirteen months for Gabriella to come home and she has now been home almost one year.  For 25 months and counting, this family has been waiting for a referral of a child.  I do not know the details of their situation, but I would bet my house that it is not because they do not meet the country's requirements or that there are no children waiting.  Doesn't make sense, does it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am listing all of the frustrations of how the systems are broken in pursuing an adoption.  This does not even get into the frustrations that arise when all does go well and an adoption is initiated and in-process - the background checks, the social worker reviews, the medical reviews, the home visits, the recommendation letters, the tens of thousands of dollars to lawyers.  How Angelina Jolie seems to be able to bypass all of these steps is beyond me, but this is also another rant for another day!  I understand that many of these systems are in place to protect the children being adopted, but the systems are clearly broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I could go on and on because this topic is so near and dear to my heart and I am insanely passionate about it.  I feel guilty that, up to now, all I've done is rant and have not actually done anything to initiate change.  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