<?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-9100734338995480686</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:05:07.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk with the Doiron's</title><subtitle type='html'>Knowing that when we are traveling down this road that whenever we see one set of foot prints we are being carried.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6559585482217556503</id><published>2012-01-31T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T03:47:30.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter 2012</title><content type='html'>God's beautiful winter creation here on the East Coast! So far we hardly have any snow and it looks more like spring time but the beautiful nature and animals is beyond words! How could something like a Bluejay brighten your day? Well, I am know that the sight of the birds lite up my children's eyes and the wonder those small birds created was just amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O68DZk-Ij4k/TyfSQHJuG3I/AAAAAAAAAnY/RJBm6XN56jE/s1600/IMG_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O68DZk-Ij4k/TyfSQHJuG3I/AAAAAAAAAnY/RJBm6XN56jE/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A beautiful Bluejay &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11j8fWqjkzg/TyfSRo7ipyI/AAAAAAAAAng/KVepBZWynXg/s1600/IMG_0014-edited2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11j8fWqjkzg/TyfSRo7ipyI/AAAAAAAAAng/KVepBZWynXg/s320/IMG_0014-edited2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another Bluejay&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q-IwKdjhxZc/TyfSUAq8K-I/AAAAAAAAAno/a3_j10J3jjg/s1600/IMG_0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q-IwKdjhxZc/TyfSUAq8K-I/AAAAAAAAAno/a3_j10J3jjg/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids watching as the birds eat from their bird feeder&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bZmaZc_ZM1c/TyfSVAJiCqI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Dan-Oj5SL5o/s1600/jan+2012+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bZmaZc_ZM1c/TyfSVAJiCqI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Dan-Oj5SL5o/s320/jan+2012+006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ice covered branches&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-plDtawdB8b0/TyfSW1t_mhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/7iB70l8yARg/s1600/jan+2012+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-plDtawdB8b0/TyfSW1t_mhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/7iB70l8yARg/s320/jan+2012+007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ice covered Bird feeder&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VvuR2TqQpOQ/TyfSY89ydVI/AAAAAAAAAoA/1V4uXIhyqpg/s1600/jan+2012+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VvuR2TqQpOQ/TyfSY89ydVI/AAAAAAAAAoA/1V4uXIhyqpg/s320/jan+2012+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow/ice cover on deck&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-6559585482217556503?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6559585482217556503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2012/01/winter-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6559585482217556503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6559585482217556503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2012/01/winter-2012.html' title='Winter 2012'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O68DZk-Ij4k/TyfSQHJuG3I/AAAAAAAAAnY/RJBm6XN56jE/s72-c/IMG_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-7427333780409866556</id><published>2011-12-21T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T05:30:55.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit with Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMV-WtUxSIA/TvHe8WFninI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Ytmffc5UH2k/s1600/Christmas+2011+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMV-WtUxSIA/TvHe8WFninI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Ytmffc5UH2k/s320/Christmas+2011+010.JPG" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alexander and Santa (Alexander not sure about the big guy but did sit on his knee)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ognxt7OOPKY/TvHe-fHau4I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Vy5OlUwNL2A/s1600/Christmas+2011+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ognxt7OOPKY/TvHe-fHau4I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Vy5OlUwNL2A/s320/Christmas+2011+012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and the kids...take one&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hCGDdNSRXvg/TvHe_ceM6DI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Hjcl0TIhV1A/s1600/Christmas+2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hCGDdNSRXvg/TvHe_ceM6DI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Hjcl0TIhV1A/s320/Christmas+2011+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little better...although Kassidy wants nothing to do with Santa!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0dzyIY8hTgk/TvHfCPUcIcI/AAAAAAAAAmg/I2VnQVsm3Pw/s1600/Christmas+2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0dzyIY8hTgk/TvHfCPUcIcI/AAAAAAAAAmg/I2VnQVsm3Pw/s320/Christmas+2011+024.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and Santa! 14 years tradition of Santa visiting the Niles home&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-7427333780409866556?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7427333780409866556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-with-santa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7427333780409866556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7427333780409866556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-with-santa.html' title='A visit with Santa'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMV-WtUxSIA/TvHe8WFninI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Ytmffc5UH2k/s72-c/Christmas+2011+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-930711028587176320</id><published>2011-11-15T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T10:21:00.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecuador 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/fmnC0gnsHDE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fmnC0gnsHDE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fmnC0gnsHDE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-930711028587176320?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/930711028587176320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/11/ecuador-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/930711028587176320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/930711028587176320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/11/ecuador-2011.html' title='Ecuador 2011'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-3178496778814801436</id><published>2011-11-01T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T15:34:48.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life changing journy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1190466834"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1190466834yui_3_2_0_14_132016726098375"&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1190466834MsoNormal" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;How do you put into words something that has changed your life forever? I went to Ecuador without know what God had planned for my life and being back home I realize what He had planned. God had a divine appointment for me in Ecuador . Each day I drew closer to my Father God and put my faith into the man who can move mountains and change lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1190466834MsoNormal" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1190466834MsoNormal" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;In the faces of children I could see our mighty Savior at work. The plans He has for those precious lives I have no idea but I do know that as I embraced one of His children I was embracing Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1190466834MsoNormal" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1190466834MsoNormal" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Compassion is not just changing one life at a time it is changing many. I have been sponsoring Henith for 5 years and never realized that my letters and support meant more to her then anything else in the world. I had a chance to embrace my beautiful sponsor child and tell her that I loved her. It was like there was no distance between us that one day. As I heard her story and her mom’s prayers for her I realized that I was not only her sponsor I was a friend and to her another mother. What a blessing to be able to be told that my love was as great as I had for my own children. I know that my Henith has been struggling and she is broken in many ways due to hurt and abandonment from her past but her mom told me she had hope because I believed in her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1190466834MsoNormal" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1190466834MsoNormal" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I am looking back on a week filled with happiness and sadness but I am also reflecting on what God has done to make me a better wife, mother, sister, daughter and friend to those around me. I still don’t know exactly what God has planned for my life but I can see that God did us Compassion and those people who I came in contacted with to change me. I am happier then I have been and so madly in love with my Abba Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1190466834MsoNormal" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1190466834yui_3_2_0_14_132016726098388"&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1190466834MsoNormal" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;To think over 10 days ago I thought I would be going on a journey to change the lives of children in Ecuador yet I have come back over 10 days later being changed myself. As I think back on all those faces back in Ecuador I am excited to see the plans God will set forth for them. Who knows many one of them will be their countries next leader or maybe a doctor or lawyer! I am just blessed that I could experience Compassion in a way 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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-3178496778814801436?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/3178496778814801436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-changing-journy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3178496778814801436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3178496778814801436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-changing-journy.html' title='Life changing journy'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-1046079576176485489</id><published>2011-11-01T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T14:14:31.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Visit Day</title><content type='html'>Pictures speak louder then words so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWfTm5S_1mE/TrBeCshk74I/AAAAAAAAAio/WP6QG6z8LV8/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWfTm5S_1mE/TrBeCshk74I/AAAAAAAAAio/WP6QG6z8LV8/s320/Ecaudor+2011+590.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Henith recognized me right away. I love her smile!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPriy5u7yaA/TrBeF1RFxjI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Ds2u_0iJfXY/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPriy5u7yaA/TrBeF1RFxjI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Ds2u_0iJfXY/s320/Ecaudor+2011+591.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our of many embraces that day!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w96bRgoMtBc/TrBeKw6Lq1I/AAAAAAAAAjA/1NXC2qJrCcI/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w96bRgoMtBc/TrBeKw6Lq1I/AAAAAAAAAjA/1NXC2qJrCcI/s320/Ecaudor+2011+592.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my beautiful Henith&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-62TTc-Jsz6c/TrBeN_TOyJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/d_8ygET1pHw/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-62TTc-Jsz6c/TrBeN_TOyJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/d_8ygET1pHw/s320/Ecaudor+2011+593.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Henith's mom (actually her grandmother but I will post that story later)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t-bhKxq9k4Q/TrBeQUlIaEI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/81OEorzCMDg/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t-bhKxq9k4Q/TrBeQUlIaEI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/81OEorzCMDg/s320/Ecaudor+2011+598.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pool time...Henith couldn't swim but it didn't stop her!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bbxxg_Dmu94/TrBeTIbG4WI/AAAAAAAAAjY/hnTbN0XSAdA/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bbxxg_Dmu94/TrBeTIbG4WI/AAAAAAAAAjY/hnTbN0XSAdA/s320/Ecaudor+2011+600.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-of4AEPZeViI/TrBeVZYudNI/AAAAAAAAAjg/zMDT3BI7wdE/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-of4AEPZeViI/TrBeVZYudNI/AAAAAAAAAjg/zMDT3BI7wdE/s320/Ecaudor+2011+611.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not the best water slide but we had a blast!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNiJ7MNH5NY/TrBeYSSKeWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/IV_IZgCrdsU/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNiJ7MNH5NY/TrBeYSSKeWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/IV_IZgCrdsU/s320/Ecaudor+2011+616.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3EpOhsUPn8/TrBebjbbfbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/rfwGOz7nD3w/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3EpOhsUPn8/TrBebjbbfbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/rfwGOz7nD3w/s320/Ecaudor+2011+636.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzWCXouDGus/TrBeeWuDy2I/AAAAAAAAAj4/7gpluXx8v0o/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzWCXouDGus/TrBeeWuDy2I/AAAAAAAAAj4/7gpluXx8v0o/s320/Ecaudor+2011+654.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBsvlHdR0eQ/TrBeg9TbOVI/AAAAAAAAAkA/SRoHIrRbwTI/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBsvlHdR0eQ/TrBeg9TbOVI/AAAAAAAAAkA/SRoHIrRbwTI/s320/Ecaudor+2011+663.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doing a puzzle of Canada&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYczTVk_B3E/TrBejedhxcI/AAAAAAAAAkI/HwSaB3aovK8/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYczTVk_B3E/TrBejedhxcI/AAAAAAAAAkI/HwSaB3aovK8/s320/Ecaudor+2011+665.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finished puzzle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUJ7Nr6PpV8/TrBemFRh67I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/3c_GkQJ0wUk/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUJ7Nr6PpV8/TrBemFRh67I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/3c_GkQJ0wUk/s320/Ecaudor+2011+677.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gifts for my Ecuadorian Family&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzqH65qTc1E/TrBeo5pI6fI/AAAAAAAAAkY/OM33SA-VCXc/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzqH65qTc1E/TrBeo5pI6fI/AAAAAAAAAkY/OM33SA-VCXc/s320/Ecaudor+2011+679.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JLlHiFtEhSc/TrBeriVyeGI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ezHy4ZN7mnc/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JLlHiFtEhSc/TrBeriVyeGI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ezHy4ZN7mnc/s320/Ecaudor+2011+681.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVDX182wf2M/TrBevXNdN-I/AAAAAAAAAko/adj2kmSIC3Y/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVDX182wf2M/TrBevXNdN-I/AAAAAAAAAko/adj2kmSIC3Y/s320/Ecaudor+2011+687.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RVGu0WWu16Q/TrBeyCOBSkI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Ilgg5Ope_f4/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RVGu0WWu16Q/TrBeyCOBSkI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Ilgg5Ope_f4/s320/Ecaudor+2011+688.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E9ejQWTqiFs/TrBe1SpS6ZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/6n-p6G71PB4/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+689.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E9ejQWTqiFs/TrBe1SpS6ZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/6n-p6G71PB4/s320/Ecaudor+2011+689.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Model Henith!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nP81qDGg5qY/TrBe3hJrARI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hRjQaGyfqr4/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nP81qDGg5qY/TrBe3hJrARI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hRjQaGyfqr4/s320/Ecaudor+2011+692.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDM14Htnewk/TrBe85hFY3I/AAAAAAAAAlI/OhGRp_9STK8/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDM14Htnewk/TrBe85hFY3I/AAAAAAAAAlI/OhGRp_9STK8/s320/Ecaudor+2011+699.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-701PH7ZuPq0/TrBfGVqwbqI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/YtYYPc6uL3Y/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+705-edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-701PH7ZuPq0/TrBfGVqwbqI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/YtYYPc6uL3Y/s320/Ecaudor+2011+705-edited.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my Ecuadorian family&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RD1RLrUPS4o/TrBfIkp8M8I/AAAAAAAAAlY/CERFsnfsFVQ/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RD1RLrUPS4o/TrBfIkp8M8I/AAAAAAAAAlY/CERFsnfsFVQ/s320/Ecaudor+2011+707.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Henith's two mom's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tYViKRXhMZs/TrBfMzl0LMI/AAAAAAAAAlg/orWO7_b73t4/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tYViKRXhMZs/TrBfMzl0LMI/AAAAAAAAAlg/orWO7_b73t4/s320/Ecaudor+2011+709.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye was the hardest thing I have ever had to do&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5G9ZMw3Bgs/TrBfOj7BLII/AAAAAAAAAlo/-dm8cf3RMPM/s1600/Ecaudor+2011+711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5G9ZMw3Bgs/TrBfOj7BLII/AAAAAAAAAlo/-dm8cf3RMPM/s320/Ecaudor+2011+711.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last view I had of her, embraced by our translator Ana&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-1046079576176485489?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/1046079576176485489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/11/child-visit-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/1046079576176485489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/1046079576176485489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/11/child-visit-day.html' title='Child Visit Day'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWfTm5S_1mE/TrBeCshk74I/AAAAAAAAAio/WP6QG6z8LV8/s72-c/Ecaudor+2011+590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6908597784512382437</id><published>2011-10-24T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T05:08:58.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey Begins</title><content type='html'>Day #1 was a day full of travel. It began at 4am (Eastern time) and I had to say good-bye to my husband soon after. This fllight was just under 2 hours long so i spent just a little extra time sleeping. When I arrived in Toronto it was just after 8am (Toronto time) and I had a lot of waiting to do before the rest of the group arrived. First getting to terminal #3 in the Toronto airport, got to take the shuttle. US customs and secruity took about 1 hour from start to finish and then the wait began. At the gate I had the chance to talk to many different people an even got to share Compassion and our work here in Euador. As I was sharing with one lady she told me that her husband was from Ecaudor and asked if i spoke spanish. For about 30minutes we practiced our spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 11am when the first of the group started to arrive and shortly after 12:30 the whole group was together and we began to get to know each other before boarding the plane. Toronto to&amp;nbsp;Miami flight was quite full and I was sitting beside another believer an Orthodox pastor. The 3 hour flight wasnt too bad and while landing into Miami found out the pastor use to live in Moncton years ago! God sure puts people in your path!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miami to Ecuador was also full and spent a lot of time just taking in the sights and watched a movie. Landing to Quito was breath taking even at 12:00am...the light flowed over the moutains and trought the large land. Emotions began to arise as we entered the BEYOND paked terminal...made it to our bags with NO lost baggage. Customs was good but the craziness of one small airport was overwhelming...It wasnt until about 1am when we got to our hotel. Andrea the Ecuador tour leader from Compassion was amazing in getting us prepared including letting us know we are at&amp;nbsp; elevation of 9000feet and we my expereince head achs and upset stomahes if we do not keep hydrated. As we arrived we drove up to a 5 star hotel and my heart stopped. How could we be staying here when we were in a&amp;nbsp;city of great poverty. The answer, our safety! 30 Canadians got off our bus and over 60 bags were unloaded into the lobby. By 2am we finally had our luggage in our rooms and started to go to sleep&amp;nbsp;for only a few short hours as we needed to be up an ready at 9am. (FYI: time change here is 2 hours behind Moncton).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-6908597784512382437?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6908597784512382437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/journey-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6908597784512382437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6908597784512382437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/journey-begins.html' title='The Journey Begins'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8922074367935974132</id><published>2011-10-20T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T07:20:50.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 sleeps left!</title><content type='html'>As the days and hours become closer I realize that I am more nervous then I have been on any other past trips (that even includes my year in Mexico). There is just something different about this trip. There is something more to this trip then even my Compassion team knows about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our last conference call on Tuesday and as I listened to plans for the weeks and last minute flight plans I could feel God touching my heart! I felt a wave of emotions begin to take over. How many people could say that they saw Compassion work first hand? How many people could say I got to embrace my sponsor child and put a real child to all the letters and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my thoughts were to my family. My children are so young but what an amazing story I can share with them as they get older. I can tell them that those pictures they drew for Henith actually got into her hands. When they are older they will have a bond with Henith that will be so precious! Then, there is my husband who is stepping into a roll that most men don't even want to talk about. He gets just a week in my shoes. My ups and downs with the children will be his for 8 days. Although I know he loves me and respects me I know that God will use this week to draw US closer together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I had the privilege to be prayed for by the children in grades 1-5...they even laid hand on me, which was very special because it was like they were going to be apart of this journey. Leaving the children, my own and my kids from church to travel into a world of children who needed God seems so right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bags are now packed and the finishing touches on the home that I am leaving behind have started. The endless cleaning and laundry...seems to be the same in most countries. Emergency lists and medicare cards being put aside for my husband&amp;nbsp; and a lot of reflecting is happening today. Passport and tickets are safely in my purse. Camera batteries are being charged and memory cards being formatted but most of all my heart is rejoicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday October 22nd 30 strangers are going to be stepping on to a plane leaving behind family, friends and comfort. Then together stepping into a world of poverty but ready to be the Jesus to those they meet. I have no idea how God is going to use me in Ecuador or when I come home but I am read&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-8922074367935974132?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/8922074367935974132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/2-sleeps-left.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8922074367935974132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8922074367935974132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/2-sleeps-left.html' title='2 sleeps left!'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2126134935755413849</id><published>2011-10-19T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T04:19:30.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Love Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/BKmdIdQg3Ks/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKmdIdQg3Ks&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKmdIdQg3Ks&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;How luck are we to have a Daddy God who loves us this much. Thank you for loving me for me. Thank you for allowing me to love others like you love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-2126134935755413849?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2126134935755413849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/fathers-love-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2126134935755413849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2126134935755413849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/fathers-love-letter.html' title='Father&apos;s Love Letter'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-3025333256032523630</id><published>2011-10-17T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:35:54.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecuador in 5 sleeps away</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it? Only 5 days I will be embarking on a journey of a lifetime to the middle of the Earth :O) As you can tell I am very excited and cannot wait to share my Ecaudor tour with all of you. If you would like to follow our journey you can click &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.ca/advocatenetwork/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and it will take you to the Compassion Canada blog where we will be blogging about what we are feeling and what we are experiencing in Ecuador!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take a moment to pray for Henith Guadalupe (my sponsor daughter) who will be finding out shortly that her sponsor will be coming to visit her. If I am this anxious to meet her I pray she feels the same way. Our relationship will never be the same again :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7inV1wW1xU/TpyDRlImdUI/AAAAAAAAAhY/LRhoUQxxwPE/s1600/Henith+Guadalupe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7inV1wW1xU/TpyDRlImdUI/AAAAAAAAAhY/LRhoUQxxwPE/s320/Henith+Guadalupe.jpg" width="320" /&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/9100734338995480686-3025333256032523630?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/3025333256032523630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/ecuador-in-5-sleeps-away.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3025333256032523630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3025333256032523630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/ecuador-in-5-sleeps-away.html' title='Ecuador in 5 sleeps away'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7inV1wW1xU/TpyDRlImdUI/AAAAAAAAAhY/LRhoUQxxwPE/s72-c/Henith+Guadalupe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-3821015514594083421</id><published>2011-10-08T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T05:39:28.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Your Name Shirley?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blog_about"&gt;Posted October 04, 2011 | Written by Tracy Smith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.ca/advocatenetwork/blog.php?intid=669"&gt;http://www.compassion.ca/advocatenetwork/blog.php?intid=669&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blog_image"&gt;                     &lt;img src="http://neutrinodata.s3.amazonaws.com/compassion-ca/cmsimages/main/2e567e5f-eece-11e0-931d-7fa8cb02a842-7878586.jpg" /&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blog_text"&gt;Is your name Shirley and do you sponsor a little girl in Peru? If this is you, I have a message for you - your sponsored child, pictured here loves you very much and would love to receive a letter from you.&lt;br /&gt;Our Compassion group visited&amp;nbsp;a Peru project&amp;nbsp;and met this little one who asked each of us, not once but multiple times if our names were Shirley. Shirley was the name of her sponsor and she thought, maybe, just maybe one of us was her sponsor. You see, Shirley has never written her a letter or sent her a picture. She doesn't even know what Shirley looks like. :-(.&lt;br /&gt;I took sometime with this little one and told her that although I don't know Shirley, I did know something about Shirley. I knew that Shirley loved her enough to pick her and that she loves her very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really wanted to do is to track down Shirley and let her know how much this little child in Peru needed her - needed to hear from her directly and what a gift it would be to&amp;nbsp;this sponsored child&amp;nbsp;if she were to share her life with her. I wanted to tell Shirley how much this child loves her.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many ways that you can write your sponsored child&amp;nbsp; - the old fashion way or online.&amp;nbsp;Why don't you do it right now? Here is the link for you to follow - it is really easy and you can even add a photo. &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.ca/cmspage.php?intid=172"&gt;http://www.compassion.ca/cmspage.php?intid=172&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...if you know Shirley who sponsors this little one in Peru, can you encourage her to write a letter too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-3821015514594083421?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/3821015514594083421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/is-your-name-shirley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3821015514594083421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3821015514594083421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/is-your-name-shirley.html' title='Is Your Name Shirley?'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6050901842024351433</id><published>2011-10-06T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T07:13:02.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I had the privilege of working the Compassion table at the Toby Mac/Jamie Grace concert. As we were talking to people someone had asked if we had a certain birth date and we picked up a pack of about 100+ children. Suddenly, I began to think that all those pictures were ACTUALLY children that needed a sponsor. There are THOUSANDS of children that are waiting for someone to love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard people talking as they were looking around the table saying oh I don't have $41 to spare...then I look at the Toby Mac table where people where SWARMING by the hundreds to get a $25 t-shirt or a $50 sweater. People have money to spare then it comes to things they want but when it has something to do with using the money not on them it is harder to find the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Grace, who is a Christian artist said something at the concert about that. She said that when she was a junior in university she had a phone with all the apps. One day she saw a Compassion booth and really felt lead to sponsor. Being a student she didn't know how to get the money but decided that what if I gave up my phone and gave that money to a child in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if each of us looked into our lives we would find $41/ month extra through sacrifice. Maybe it is not getting that $1.70 coffee every morning or maybe it is renting a movie instead of going out to the movies. There are so many little things that take money that we don't even realize. Sponsoring as a group of 2 or 3 has just as many benefits as sponsoring alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the items in your life that you buy regularly that you don't need. Now look at a face of a child in Ethiopia who is struggling to have clothing or food. I am not trying to guilt anyone I am trying to make you aware that when you say "Oh I wish I could help" well you can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.ca/advocate/jenniferdoiron/"&gt;www.compassion.ca/advocate/jenniferdoiron/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; it is as easy as a click to see children who do need the love and support from someone. Many of these children may not be told that they are special, that someone loves them or some one is proud of them. Imagine receiving a letter from around the world say "thank you for loving me" "Thank you for being proud of me" "I am going to work harder so that you are even more proud of me" These are words that have been writing to me in letters from my sponsor children. Recently I recieved a letter from Adens in Haiti and he thanked God for sending him a god-mother, me. How special I feel know that one child loves me so much for sacrificing just over a dollar a day for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="photo_img img" height="265" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/320772_10150830786080722_537825721_21086723_1620907637_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;5 year old Carolyn was born Nov 6, 2006 For $41/month you can sponsor this precious little girl. If you do decided to sponsor her I will bring a small package to leave for her in Ecuador (since you can only send paper items in the mail).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="photo_img img" height="268" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/300030_10150830788265722_537825721_21086731_2105506154_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;5 year old Alexis Jeremias was born October 13th, 2006 (what a great birthday present to be sponsored) For $41/month you can sponsor this handsome little lad If you do decided to sponsor him I will bring a small package to leave for him in Ecuador (since you can only send paper items in the mail)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="photo_img img" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/308979_10150843674815722_537825721_21174388_1988161998_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;This is 3 1/2 year old Anghely from Peru and she is looking for a sponsor. She loves playing with dolls. She attends pre-school and church activities. Would you like to be her sponsor? $41/month will help this precious gift of God get the physical, emotional and spiritual food she needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="photo_img img" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307348_10150843684040722_537825721_21174464_1823196931_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;This is Omari he is 7 years old and lives in Kenya. There are 6 children in his family. He loves soccer and swimming. He is in kindergarten. Would you like to sponsor this handsome young man? $41/month will help him develop into a man a God and maybe a great leader in his country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;If you are in Canada and wish to sponsor one of these 4 children please email me at jniles2@yahoo.com and we can get you started!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;If you are from the US or other parts of the world you can go to www.compassion.com and pick a child that way.&lt;/span&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/9100734338995480686-6050901842024351433?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6050901842024351433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6050901842024351433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6050901842024351433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/10/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-3490306794456576471</id><published>2011-09-25T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T16:01:10.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching poverty Young</title><content type='html'>Someone onced asked me what the point of explaining poverty to children my children's age. I told them that I started them from birth because when they grow up they will understand that this world is not all perfect like their little world's are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son Alexander is 3 1/2 years old and he knows that he has a sister in Ecuador and a brother in Haiti that God picked for our family. He knows (might not understand) that there are children in other places that do not have food to eat or toys to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started in our community. Alexander and I volunteered a few times at the food bank. I explained to him that there were people here in Canada that needed help with food and toys. When we got home he went and got toys to give away :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we get our children invovled with our compassion children. Alexander and Kassidy both drawn pictures and know their sponsor siblings picture. Alexander may be 3 1/2 years old but his heart seems so much older. When I told him that I was going to visit Henith, he asked to come. I told him that it was just mommy going this time but I needed his help to find gifts for Henith. He picked out a TY Bunny that was sitting in his closet to give to her :O) Then we went shopping for a school bag and other items. Alexander was very much aware of us getting gifts for Henith not him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying the my 3 1/2 year old understand 100% that those gifts are going to go to his sponsor sister 5000km away but I do believe God has prepared his heart for this experience. &lt;br /&gt;We want to take our children on missions trips with us. We want to expose them to the real world outside North America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some ask me why I would want to expose my children to the loss and suffering of others. I told them because Jesus commanded it. I told them that my children might grow up grateful for the things they have and want to do more to help those who don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children need to know that we need to reach these children because they might be the only Jesus their family sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think back to my exposure to poverty and although it broke my heart I knew that there was a little that could do. I could help at the food bank or minister on the streets of NYC! I could learn about a family in the slums of Honduras and I could travel 5000km away just to tell a little girl I love her &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching poverty at a young age might help develop my children into Disciples of Christ. Children that will help save children. Adults that will change the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-3490306794456576471?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/3490306794456576471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/teaching-poverty-young.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3490306794456576471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3490306794456576471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/teaching-poverty-young.html' title='Teaching poverty Young'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6303982327563529342</id><published>2011-09-21T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T09:26:53.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compassion Wednesday</title><content type='html'>As I begin the final countdown to my Compassion tour to Ecuador my emotions are running on a high. There are no words to actually express how I am feeling because it is more then just feelings. God had prepared me for this trip over the course of the years but suddenly 1 month away and I am feeling anxious, nervous and extremely EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this Compassion Wednesday I would talk about my sponsor child Henith Guadalupe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E27RYN5usb4/TnoJhBYEUzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/cJkS6RbMN84/s1600/IMG_0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E27RYN5usb4/TnoJhBYEUzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/cJkS6RbMN84/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Henith at 6 years old when I started sponsoring her&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started sponsoring Henith with my church children's ministry in June 2006. During that summer I was pregnant for the first time. I was very excited but in August I suffered a missed miscarriage and lost my child. I didn't realize that this little girl in Ecuador would soon help me fill a whole in my heart. In December of 2006 I began taking Henith on myself due to unforeseen complications at my church. On December 22, 2006 I lost my second child to another missed miscarriage. I began to think that I was not suppose to be a mother here on earth. Henith again began to help me heal. In 2008 God did bless me with a beautiful baby boy. Henith began to call him her baby brother and it seemed to stick. When Kassidy was born in 2010 I knew that my life would be richly blessed with children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2AmONHMqZCg/TnoMc2AIPoI/AAAAAAAAAhU/M7669ZWVDe0/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2AmONHMqZCg/TnoMc2AIPoI/AAAAAAAAAhU/M7669ZWVDe0/s320/IMG.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Henith at 11 years old, 5 years of sponsoring&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years my Henith has grown into a beautiful preteen. Alexander and Kassidy draw her pictures and pray for Henith. As I was trying to explain to my 3 1/2 year old son about my trip to Ecuador he looks at me with inquizitive eyes and says "Mama who is that" I look at him and say "that is your sister Henith, she lives in Ecuador" I can notice his unsure eyes so I say "Henith lives far away and mama is going to see her on an airplane" That is when his eyes got all big and a smile came across his face "mama, alexander go too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you sponsor a child you know that your sponsor child becomes a part of your family. Each letter and picture becomes more personal and dear to you. When your child is sick you feel as if you want to jump on a plane and be with them. Every good report card you become so proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to embrace my Henith in 1 short month. Knowing that I had a role to play in her live makes me feel so special! To be able to be a sponsor is a blessing in itself, not only for me but for my family and my sponsor child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mommy to 5 angels, 2 biological children and 2 sponsored child. My life is soooooo blessed with children that I cannot wait to see how life will change who I am and who they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-6303982327563529342?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6303982327563529342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/compassion-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6303982327563529342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6303982327563529342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/compassion-wednesday.html' title='Compassion Wednesday'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E27RYN5usb4/TnoJhBYEUzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/cJkS6RbMN84/s72-c/IMG_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-4712873886665349208</id><published>2011-09-16T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T04:23:40.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog the Bounty Hunter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;Just wanted to share a picture of me and THE DOG from yesterdays show at Casino NB! It was a very great show and although we didn't get much time with Dog it was great to meet him. Great man and I pray that he continues to show compassion to everyone he meets.&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JE5oBIg_Mlk/TnMxD9jhZvI/AAAAAAAAAhM/AwdXd4TxLkw/s1600/Jennifer+and+Dog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JE5oBIg_Mlk/TnMxD9jhZvI/AAAAAAAAAhM/AwdXd4TxLkw/s320/Jennifer+and+Dog.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dog told me that he liked my boots and that I was a very comfortable young lady&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-4712873886665349208?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/4712873886665349208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/dog-bounty-hunter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4712873886665349208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4712873886665349208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/dog-bounty-hunter.html' title='Dog the Bounty Hunter'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JE5oBIg_Mlk/TnMxD9jhZvI/AAAAAAAAAhM/AwdXd4TxLkw/s72-c/Jennifer+and+Dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-5552555945880683101</id><published>2011-09-14T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T19:05:07.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compassion Wednesdays</title><content type='html'>I have decided that I am going to start devoting 1 day a week to my work with &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.ca/advocate/jenniferdoiron/"&gt;Compassion&lt;/a&gt;. What I love about it and my hopes and dreams for the future of poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why did I chose Compassion and not world vision? &lt;/b&gt;That seems to be the biggest question I have been asked. Everyone knows World Vision so they assume that is who I sponsor with. I told them it is because I was drawn to the fact that the church is who "cares" for the children. When a evangelical church feel there are a&amp;nbsp;desperate&amp;nbsp;need in their community they reach out to Compassion. The church and Compassion then work together to assist the families most in need. From there Compassion International begins to find sponsors. When a child is sponsored a relationship is formed. I amazed me that God was 100% the center of everything Compassion did. That is what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you love most about sponsoring? &lt;/b&gt;That is easy,&amp;nbsp;receiving&amp;nbsp;letters from my sponsor children. From that first letter a relationship is formed. A love that is no different then that I have for my own children is developed. I am also encouraged by those letters. When I&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;a letter that tells me that they are doing well in school or enjoy learning about God that makes my heart sings. When I read that they love me and love their brother and sister it makes me realize that family is more then just blood. It is unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poverty is a terrible disease in this world and it does have a cure. I chose to sponsor children because I know that if I save one child (or two or three) out of poverty those children are going to grow up to live their full life. They will be their countries doctors,&amp;nbsp;politicians, teachers and preachers. Children in a compassion project not only get food, education and health care they are also given Spiritual food and&amp;nbsp;education. If I know can release a child from Spiritual poverty from $41/month or a letter i wrote that child then I am doing my part in the Great Commission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bnA14dTZUJk/TnEIYZWO2EI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xQXKBsSirnc/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bnA14dTZUJk/TnEIYZWO2EI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xQXKBsSirnc/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-659GZeWW86M/TnEIak6oUtI/AAAAAAAAAhI/vmuaHoSVAEM/s1600/IMG_0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-659GZeWW86M/TnEIak6oUtI/AAAAAAAAAhI/vmuaHoSVAEM/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my most recent letter from Henith in Ecuador...I love every single letter I get from her and in 38 days I will get to tell her how much she truly does mean to me and my family. God sent Henith to Shawn and I during our second lose and&amp;nbsp;helped&amp;nbsp;fill our void just a little more :O) She will always be Alexander and Kassidy's big sister even though we are over 5000Km away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-5552555945880683101?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/5552555945880683101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/compassion-wednesdays.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/5552555945880683101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/5552555945880683101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/compassion-wednesdays.html' title='Compassion Wednesdays'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bnA14dTZUJk/TnEIYZWO2EI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xQXKBsSirnc/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-1138299911462438361</id><published>2011-09-11T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T17:36:28.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of World Trade Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;10 years ago over 3000 people died in the World Trade Center Attacks. As we remember that day I will remember the memories I shared with my youth group many times at the world trade towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gE3ez_j43Hw/Tm1TgGE7bxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ji39ybOdMP4/s1600/IMG_0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gE3ez_j43Hw/Tm1TgGE7bxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ji39ybOdMP4/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qVJf8AKk8ww/Tm1ThWOZ2KI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ohE0pF22Y70/s1600/IMG_0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qVJf8AKk8ww/Tm1ThWOZ2KI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ohE0pF22Y70/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_DBY__7CsQ/Tm1Tir75_oI/AAAAAAAAAg8/17DVeJlDeWA/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_DBY__7CsQ/Tm1Tir75_oI/AAAAAAAAAg8/17DVeJlDeWA/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TUt0lICBcbY/Tm1TjbMChHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/fgGN4xoAnt0/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TUt0lICBcbY/Tm1TjbMChHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/fgGN4xoAnt0/s320/IMG.jpg" width="320" /&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/9100734338995480686-1138299911462438361?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/1138299911462438361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/memories-of-world-trade-center.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/1138299911462438361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/1138299911462438361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/memories-of-world-trade-center.html' title='Memories of World Trade Center'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gE3ez_j43Hw/Tm1TgGE7bxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ji39ybOdMP4/s72-c/IMG_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-5431962194668501870</id><published>2011-09-05T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T06:11:44.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for Poverty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #616264; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Over the last few months God has been preparing me for my journey to Ecaudor. From collecting all my finances-collecting items to bring with me to give out, God has been there holding my hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I have been exposed to poverty many different times in many different countries. I have seen poverty on the streets of Moncton. Feeding the homeless and hungry at soup kitchens and food banks was an eye opener for me at a young age because this was happening in my back yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;In New York City, I had the opportunity to minister to the street people of NYC. Working at the Bowery mission soup kitchen and working with the men who went from streets, drugs and crime to ministers of God's word changed me in many ways because in Moncton although people were hungry and homeless I had never seen the pain and suffering like that in NYC. I knew about drugs and crime but listening to these men talk about their past made me think about my life. Although I never had done anything like these men spoke of I knew that I needed to reach out to this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;In 1999-2000 I was traveled to Mexico to live with some of the most amazing people that I would ever meet. Travelling within Mexico itself I realized that poverty was different here. Although people were hungry and lived in huts, shacks or caves theses people were kind and gentle. They talked to you and I learnt that these people don't hurt the same way as in NYC or Canada most of these people have lived like this all their lives. Children had been born and raised in poverty. Working for food families would make items to sell or work for less then a $1 a day just to feed their children. Poverty in Mexico was heartbreaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;2005, led me to Central America. Honduras was the destination and I knew that this would be even more different then anything I had ever seen before. I had the opportunity to meet my sponsor child Lesly who I sponsored with Compassion. This poverty became personal. Listening to Lesly's mom talking about how if it wasn't for Compassion that Lesly might have had to go live with other family members. Lesly was quiet most of the visit but nearing the end of our visit she hugged me and told me that I saved her life and that because of me she knew who God was and what loved was...Poverty has more of a meaning to me now because now I realize that poverty may be more then just lack of food and shelter but poverty is the unknowingness of our Savior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;It is now 2011, a lot of happened in my life leading to October when I will board a plane with other Compassion Advocates and Sponsors and travel to Ecuador, South America to learn about what God is doing in this country. I will have the opportunity to visit projects, homes and of course a whole day with my beautiful Henith. Preparing for this trip was not the easiest. First of all it wasn't only me I need to worry about. My husband and children needed to be on board as well. Child care was needed, money for the trip itself was needed and also items that I can bring down were needed. After Shawn and I talked we began this journey. Saving was not as easy as I thought it would be. Working a lot of extra shifts and alot of sleepless nights worrying. There is now 50 days left until I leave and things are mostly coming together. I have had enough hours at work to pay bills and pay for this trip. With the help of friends I had a bottle drive that collected almost $100 towards this trip. Passport was the easiest part of this whole trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #616264; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;God was there through it all. Placing the right people in my life at the right time to events that allowed me to get more money towards my trip (Trisha-if it wasnt for your surgery I would not be going to Ecuador) God had his hand in EVERYTHING! Preparing for this trip was over 15 years in the making. Starting with just the little things here in Canada to the larger scale in Mexico and Honduras God was preparing me for a life of poverty. Yes, it sounds strange but if it wasnt for the past events in my life I honestly would not be prepared for this trip to Ecuador. God knows what He is doing and I wouldn't have it any other way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-5431962194668501870?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/5431962194668501870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/preparing-for-poverty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/5431962194668501870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/5431962194668501870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/09/preparing-for-poverty.html' title='Preparing for Poverty'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8958813778095461116</id><published>2011-08-14T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T13:01:01.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexander's big fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsvyKZgTJh8/TkgpFxD61zI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3qaQ2zzEDWg/s1600/Alexander+first+stripped+bass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsvyKZgTJh8/TkgpFxD61zI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3qaQ2zzEDWg/s320/Alexander+first+stripped+bass.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alexander holding his young stripped bass. He become a local celebrity very quickly. He had one proud daddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-8958813778095461116?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/8958813778095461116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/08/alexanders-big-fish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8958813778095461116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8958813778095461116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/08/alexanders-big-fish.html' title='Alexander&apos;s big fish'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsvyKZgTJh8/TkgpFxD61zI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3qaQ2zzEDWg/s72-c/Alexander+first+stripped+bass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-4063683662323403842</id><published>2011-07-28T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T06:41:44.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions asked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone the other day asked me why I was so focused on helping those in another country while there were people hurting and starving in our own country.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My response was that I do worry about those who are suffering around me. I worry about the hunger in Canada and I worry about those who have illnesses of all kinds. But I also said that here in North America we have access to health care (not always the best but we still have it). If we are starving there are places around north America where we can go for help. I also said that there are warm places to stay, half way house, soup kitchen etc...that us in Canada and USA have access to. Some people choose not to use these facilities or help. Some people are on the streets because they either don't want help or they have chosen a path that wasn't the right one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Africa, central and south America and Asia there are many places within those countries that have access to NOTHING. People die of hunger because there is no food and no one willing to help them. People are dying from aids, malaria and typhoid every day because they do not have access to medications or vaccinations that we here in Canada and the USA have. If you are handicapped in some countries you are left for dead. Orphans may never survive the year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I asked them to think about it. I can help one child to be a better person and in return they can grow up and help their countries. I can take the burden of one family and turn it into something beautiful. I can make sure that one young girl doesn't end up a prostitute or a slave. I can make one child's future a future without poverty!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Writing letters to my sponsor children takes a few minutes out of my day. But when that child receives those letters their lives are changed forever. When I get a letter saying that they are so happy that someone loves them. When they say I will do better in school because you want me too. That makes my day. I have done something for someone else!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I focus my love and ministry to other countries but God gave me the command:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 28:16-20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then Jesus came to them and said, “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Therefore go and make disciples of &lt;span class="fbUnderline"&gt;all nations&lt;/span&gt;, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit,&amp;nbsp; and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/9100734338995480686-4063683662323403842?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/4063683662323403842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/07/questions-asked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4063683662323403842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4063683662323403842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/07/questions-asked.html' title='Questions asked'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-510575918071512711</id><published>2011-07-11T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T16:19:46.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5311.5km</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHcr-0qljkY/ThuD4eRdo1I/AAAAAAAAAgU/dz0k3xIkgM4/s1600/Beeclip.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHcr-0qljkY/ThuD4eRdo1I/AAAAAAAAAgU/dz0k3xIkgM4/s320/Beeclip.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be intresting to see how many KM it would be to Ecuador. We are only 5311.5Km from my little Henith. We are so far apart yet she seems so close to my heart. Cannot believe in over 3 months I will get to put my arms around Henith and tell her "Te quiero." Henith who is 10 years old will not know about my trip to visit her until the week or so before and it is hard not to tell her anything through our letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has truly blessed me with finances, childcare and of course prayer support from those around me. God is truly an AWESOME God!! &amp;lt;3 3 months 10 days and my journey begins but I know when I leave Ecuador my life will never be the same again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-510575918071512711?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/510575918071512711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/07/53115km.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/510575918071512711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/510575918071512711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/07/53115km.html' title='5311.5km'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHcr-0qljkY/ThuD4eRdo1I/AAAAAAAAAgU/dz0k3xIkgM4/s72-c/Beeclip.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-235982407767660899</id><published>2011-07-01T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T12:39:58.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing with Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Little boy not even 4 years old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worms and pole in hand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A smile crosses his face as daddy takes him by the hand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A kiss to mommy and off they go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sitting side by side&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;they sit and talk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;soccer, dinos and cars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the talking never stops &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then a tug and a pull&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a little boy unsure what to do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;looks to his daddy for guidance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They tug together and finally&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;there at the end of the pole, a tiny fish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but a giant smile on the little boys face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moments like this make the world stands still &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a memory is made just by one day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;with a little boy, his daddy and a fishing pole&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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That date to everyone else has little meaning but to me it means EVERYTHING. 15 years ago in a nursing home where I volunteered, Gloria Clements lead me in the salvation prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 years ago I made the BIGGEST decision in my life. I handed over my life to a being I never saw before. I handed my life to the maker of the world. From that day on I was a new person. I was washed by the blood of our Savior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look back at the way the Lord worked in my life I can remember a woman who always had a smile on her face. A woman who always put others first and a woman who fears God. Gloria Clements was the one who brought me to youth most Tuesdays. Jim and Gloria opened their home and hearts to youth. I spent hours just talking to Gloria about life. In 1996, I traveled to NYC with my youth group. Jim was on that trip that year. That was the moment I realized life can end for even the greatest Christians. At the end of the most powerful week in my life Jim stood up and told us that Gloria had developed advanced cancer and might night make it this time. My world seemed to crash but little did I realize that Gloria was stronger then I knew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1997 Gloria Clements fight with cancer ended and she went to be with the Father in Heaven. To this day I still remember her smile. The smile that was in EVERY picture ever taken of her. I still remember my longing to be a great Christian like Gloria. Gloria was the closest thing to Jesus I had felt. Today, 15 years from the day I became a Christian I have began to see Jesus in the little things. Gloria had taught me that. Sometimes it just takes time to realize that Jesus is the little things :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and miss you Gloria!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-3692129374168623360?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/3692129374168623360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-christian-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3692129374168623360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3692129374168623360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-christian-birthday.html' title='My Christian Birthday'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2874128339360616976</id><published>2011-06-17T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T12:27:11.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Finds Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/5S8mksY_hY4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5S8mksY_hY4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5S8mksY_hY4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Being a sponsor was the best choice me and my family made...knowing that I am making a difference in one little life means more then that $1 a day...knowing my little Henith and Adens made my life more blessed!&lt;br /&gt;be a sponsor and make one child feel that THEY are WORTH it!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.ca/advocate/jenniferdoiron/"&gt;www.compassion.ca/advocate/jenniferdoiron/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.ca/advocate/jenniferdoiron/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-2874128339360616976?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2874128339360616976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/06/grace-finds-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2874128339360616976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2874128339360616976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/06/grace-finds-hope.html' title='Grace Finds Hope'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6964838831797062173</id><published>2011-06-07T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T04:45:36.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moncton Family needs Support</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A local Korean family is being asked to leave Canada because their autistic son has too many medical bills. I am very saddened by this news because I thought that our country prided itself on being a place where people could come and live no matter age, gender, race or mental status.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This family has been apart of Moncton since 2003 and now they are being asked to leave...I think that there is some thing very wrong with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There is a petition that can be signed if you believe that this family has the right to stay here in Canada despite the medical costs. Click &lt;a href="http://www.change.org/petitions/metro-moncton-family-forced-to-leave-country?utm_medium=facebook&amp;amp;utm_source=share_petition&amp;amp;utm_term=own_wall"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I believe that being Canadian is more then just a piece of paper. This family has grown here. The son has graduated high school here in Canada. There has never been a problem until now, give me a break. If they are using too much medical costs then way doesn't our government start making cuts in other areas that can be cut. This family is as much Canadian as I am and I stand by them 100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="profileName fn fsxl fwb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There will be a Rally of Support for the Maeng family on June 14th, 2011 @ 1pm in front of the Moncton City hall. If you are in the area please come out and support this CANADIAN family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="profileName fn fsxl fwb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="profileName fn fsxl fwb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;~UPDATE~ The government of NB has stepped in and has told the Maeng family that they will continue to support them and the health care of their 15 year old son! Right now I am very proud of everyone who stepped up and made their voices heard. Proud to be a NBer right now :O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="profileName fn fsxl fwb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For more about this story click &lt;a href="http://timestranscript.canadaeast.com/front/article/1413800"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-6964838831797062173?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6964838831797062173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/06/moncton-family-needs-support.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6964838831797062173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6964838831797062173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/06/moncton-family-needs-support.html' title='Moncton Family needs Support'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-9213048479793032160</id><published>2011-06-06T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T08:29:15.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Kassidy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tbkKqqTa_pw/Tezx-tAHFaI/AAAAAAAAAf0/xm-rJePbCrI/s1600/June+2011+128-edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tbkKqqTa_pw/Tezx-tAHFaI/AAAAAAAAAf0/xm-rJePbCrI/s320/June+2011+128-edited.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-uRYC9lr1s/TezyEiCSOYI/AAAAAAAAAf8/nAXzFLSq2i4/s1600/June+2011+123-edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-uRYC9lr1s/TezyEiCSOYI/AAAAAAAAAf8/nAXzFLSq2i4/s320/June+2011+123-edited.jpg" width="286" /&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/9100734338995480686-9213048479793032160?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/9213048479793032160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/06/princess-kassidy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/9213048479793032160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/9213048479793032160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/06/princess-kassidy.html' title='Princess Kassidy'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tbkKqqTa_pw/Tezx-tAHFaI/AAAAAAAAAf0/xm-rJePbCrI/s72-c/June+2011+128-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-5011329921728805247</id><published>2011-06-01T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:19:18.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer has arrived</title><content type='html'>Finally New Brunswick is getting some summer like weather...After over 19 days of rain in May we are hoping to June has much needed SUN!!!! The kids are now anxious to get outside and play! And birds, flowers and LIFE is everyone to be seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I HATE BLACK FLIES AND MOSQUITO'S and this year it is going to be terrible. Loaded up on kid friendly bug lotion, sunscreen and ready for what this summer has planned for the DOIRON'S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bEhW_BfiL_Q/TeY59Fc0zaI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vWDX7EPZId0/s1600/May+30+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bEhW_BfiL_Q/TeY59Fc0zaI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vWDX7EPZId0/s320/May+30+2011+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z2a01NeMSs4/TeY6ltZsS4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/dTuh3PrDtZI/s1600/May+30+2011+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z2a01NeMSs4/TeY6ltZsS4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/dTuh3PrDtZI/s320/May+30+2011+012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alexander showing how to get up his treehouse&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fr8OCIYI7kM/TeY6oMRlpXI/AAAAAAAAAfY/GlV3Nm3smoQ/s1600/May+30+2011+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fr8OCIYI7kM/TeY6oMRlpXI/AAAAAAAAAfY/GlV3Nm3smoQ/s320/May+30+2011+018.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q4heWDaRkSQ/TeY6quKt9eI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Hf4WDeqtks8/s1600/May+30+2011+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q4heWDaRkSQ/TeY6quKt9eI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Hf4WDeqtks8/s320/May+30+2011+021.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kassidy loves the sandbox&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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On May 23rd, 2009 baby Faith Hope went to be with the Lord. On the day of her funeral my friend Myah noticed tulips in pink and white growing in her backyard. 2 years later I went to visit Myah's house and there they were beautiful tulips...what amazed me the most was that only two were fully bloomed, not just any tulips either two white ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's little creations seem to appear when we need them the most...when we need a ray of sunshine, there it is! When we need to remember a life or reflect on life God tends to put the most simple things on your path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two fully bloomed white tulips came across my path and reminded me of something. Tulips grow annually...they are usually the first flowers you see in April or May. God's love is like those tulips...always showing itself even when "nature" is against it. The second is that on Faithy's anniversary two white tulips of all things were in full bloom...When we are born again through Christ we turn "white as snow." How perfect is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that Faith is save in the loving arms of her Abba makes days like May 23rd a little more God felt. We will ALWAYS miss little Faithy but the joy in seeing her greet us in Heaven what can be more amazing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJt6vZT2k5E/Td-u1nQAyyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/jmTfTTT87XU/s1600/Faith%2527s+Angelverary+May+23rd+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJt6vZT2k5E/Td-u1nQAyyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/jmTfTTT87XU/s320/Faith%2527s+Angelverary+May+23rd+%25282%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myah, my best friend and my sister. Although I know that this time of year is harder then others know that because of your little girl there were people who found the love of Jesus. People watched as you loved Faith to her last breath and wanted that same love for themselves, a unconditional love. Thank you for sharing Faithy with me and my family. Those memories of her first smile and that precious little voice she had will live in me forever. Thank you for allowing my daughter Kassidy to use Faithy's name as not only a remembrance of her but also what Faith means to me and my family (faith in ALL definitions)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-3207719535535484739?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/3207719535535484739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/05/gods-little-gifts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3207719535535484739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3207719535535484739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/05/gods-little-gifts.html' title='God&apos;s little gifts'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJt6vZT2k5E/Td-u1nQAyyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/jmTfTTT87XU/s72-c/Faith%2527s+Angelverary+May+23rd+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2123593565107613797</id><published>2011-05-23T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T11:27:05.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Club</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday was the last day of Mother's club at my church. This is a group of mother's who get together every Tuesdays from 9:30-11:30 for fellowship, food and of course a little breather from our little angels :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my struggles in life and in parenting these women have been there to chat and to pray for me and my family. I don't think that I would have made it through this year for their love and support. God Bless you all for being women of character and God. I love you all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2qIysqBSPLg/TdqmH9syhcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/xzmggIrhBPU/s1600/230642_10150257994892930_505932929_8972651_3530433_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2qIysqBSPLg/TdqmH9syhcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/xzmggIrhBPU/s320/230642_10150257994892930_505932929_8972651_3530433_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CAhQOtIoFEw/TdqmI4BRvNI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Jk19RgMlEM4/s1600/230537_10150257987867930_505932929_8972536_3377632_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CAhQOtIoFEw/TdqmI4BRvNI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Jk19RgMlEM4/s320/230537_10150257987867930_505932929_8972536_3377632_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i-vSdQ2pLwI/TdqmJ_2nZ2I/AAAAAAAAAfE/BQLyHc40DbM/s1600/227007_10150257987902930_505932929_8972537_7167726_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i-vSdQ2pLwI/TdqmJ_2nZ2I/AAAAAAAAAfE/BQLyHc40DbM/s320/227007_10150257987902930_505932929_8972537_7167726_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7eAyEO4m-Y/TdqmKyzXV4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Bb2qL6B5Xzg/s1600/225337_10150257987957930_505932929_8972538_1220873_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7eAyEO4m-Y/TdqmKyzXV4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Bb2qL6B5Xzg/s320/225337_10150257987957930_505932929_8972538_1220873_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to see more ladies being involved in group like this on a weekly bases. If is easier when you have a shoulder (or shoulders) to cry and lean on. If you are in the Moncton area and would like more information leave a comment with your email and I will send you more info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-2123593565107613797?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2123593565107613797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-club.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2123593565107613797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2123593565107613797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-club.html' title='Mother&apos;s Club'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2qIysqBSPLg/TdqmH9syhcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/xzmggIrhBPU/s72-c/230642_10150257994892930_505932929_8972651_3530433_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-7149820977337789726</id><published>2011-05-22T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T10:44:01.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Save a Life</title><content type='html'>Recently I have the oppritunity to watch the movie To Save A Life. This is the story of the suicide of a boy who people forgot, made fun of and pushed around because he was different. This was also the story of his childhood friend who began to realize that there is something more then just the parties and popularity. He stuggles through the loss of his forgotten friend. He learns to lean on others and to also treat other with respect and dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone who has experienced the attempted suidiced of people close to my heart, I can tell you that this movie was not easy to watch but it was worth watching. As I look into the lives of those who thought suicide was the only way out was there something I could have done or can do differently...have I ever made someone hurt so much that they went home and thought that "no one loves me" or "no one will miss me if I was gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people suffer in silence. Some people are from a "happy" family but have been hurt by friends, boys and other in their life. These are the people that we are suprised when we hear that they are suicidal or cutters. Some people cope by drinking or no eating. Some it is taking drugs, popping pills or cutting. Some people there is a chemical implance or a mental illness and some it is just lonelyness that takes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to the bottom of the pit where I thought I couldn't go on anymore. I have thought about ending my life but there was something that stopped me. There was a great family who supported me when I needed it and there were great friends who let me vent and cry when I needed too but most of all there was God. God was there when I wanted to take all those pills. God was there when I cried out for him to take me. God was also there to place people in my life to show me that just because I hurt didn't mean that my life had less meaning. People told me I was special and was loved. Sometimes that is all that it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In to save a life, God changes the life of this popular boy and he learns to reach out to him and to others. Friendships form out of hurt. Next time that you see someone alone at the lunch table (or work table) invite them to join you or join them. If you see someone being bullied, step in. If you notice that someone is different for ANY reason, befriend them because you might find a TRUE friend in someone who in the eyes of God is PERECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/xbmoyjhGay4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbmoyjhGay4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbmoyjhGay4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-7149820977337789726?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7149820977337789726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-save-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7149820977337789726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7149820977337789726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-save-life.html' title='To Save a Life'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-5670994838219355885</id><published>2011-05-09T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T09:43:48.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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But what if you no longer have your mom with you or no longer have your child with you. This day can be even more difficult then others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many people who are close to my heart who no longer have their mother or child with them. I am one of those people who no longer has a child here on earth...I do have two beautiful children here on Earth but I also have many that are living with Jesus in Heaven. Mother's day is very happy for me because God has blessed me with living children and I will never take that for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special mother's day prayer goes out to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Holly, mommy to Kyndra, ^Jordan^, ^Carleigh^ and Lainey&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;PJ, mommy to Emma, ^Seth Ryan^ and Asa&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Celia, mommy to Jordan, Isabelle, William, ^Noah^ and Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Myah, mommy to sweet ^Faith^&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Peg, mommy to Robby, ^Micah^, Haley, Tessa and grandmother to Hayden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have many close friends who have been though miscarriage. To these woman I want you to know whether your children are here on Earth or in Jesus' arms you are a mommy. NEVER forget that! I love you all and wish you the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-7329167672229103877?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7329167672229103877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7329167672229103877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7329167672229103877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-7310685818605270210</id><published>2011-04-14T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T12:05:03.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When your child is sick what do we do? We take them to a clinic, a doctor or the hospital. What happens when you are not so fortunate to have these things at your disposal? What happens when you can afford health care or lives miles or days from nearest help? For 7 year old Aden this could of been him. Aden is a Compassion sponsor child who last year was diagnosed with typhoid and malaria. With the health care that is provided by being in a Compassion project and lots of prayer from those who love him, this 7 year old boy is now malaria and typhoid free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aden is not just any 7 year old boy, Aden is my sponsor child. Because of the $41/month my family sends, Aden was able to get the health care that he needed to get better. Because one evangelical church decided they needed to help these children and one organization decided to partner with that church that hundreds of thousands of children haven been and are being sponsored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you first hand that there is power in prayer and there is power in action also. What would have happened if Compassion and the church hadn't been there? I am praising God that I will not need to know that answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can change a life...$51/month can change the life of a little boy or little girl! It can change them, their family and their country. People ask what they can do as one person to change poverty well my answer is too sponsor a child. This action will change a life! There are many times that it can also save a village. One child coming to the Lord and then leading their family and friends just because THEY were given a chance to learn and know that they are loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I sponsor? I do not have the words to describe the love I have for two beautiful children I have never met. Waiting anxiously to recieve their letters and to get their updates. To see what God is doing in their lives is much more then the money we send. The bond I have with these children means more to be then anything in the world. My children know that they have a brother in Haiti and a sister in Ecuador. Not ones that comes from their mommy but ones that come from their GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wP1pC24bmyk/TadFH2grz7I/AAAAAAAAAeY/d9E15Ly1gqA/s1600/IMG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wP1pC24bmyk/TadFH2grz7I/AAAAAAAAAeY/d9E15Ly1gqA/s320/IMG.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1UvSGrXpH4/TadFAuXjN7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/L7fR8AtmWgY/s1600/IMG_NEW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1UvSGrXpH4/TadFAuXjN7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/L7fR8AtmWgY/s320/IMG_NEW.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.ca/advocate/jenniferdoiron/"&gt;www.compassion.ca/advocate/jenniferdoiron/&lt;/a&gt; is the website...take a few minutes to look at those faces and if God tugs at your heart please listen, you may be Jesus to one of the hundreds of waiting children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-7310685818605270210?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7310685818605270210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-your-child-is-sick-what-do-we-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7310685818605270210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7310685818605270210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-your-child-is-sick-what-do-we-do.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wP1pC24bmyk/TadFH2grz7I/AAAAAAAAAeY/d9E15Ly1gqA/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-4494639853404819160</id><published>2011-04-05T13:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T13:04:15.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecuador</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God has been working in my heart 100times over today. I have been praying about an opportunity to travel to Ecuador with Compassion for the past few weeks (and praying for an opportunity to travel with Compassion for years). I was having a nap and woke up hearing my name It said...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Jennifer, get up and go" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I stopped and prayed...within seconds I heard "Get up and go..." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have wondered around the house the last 2 hours waiting for another voice and 10 minutes ago I heard "Jennifer, I will provide the funds, get up and go"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God, I have prayed and I have listened. I know now that this has been in your plans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God sometimes speaks in whispers but sometimes God is very loud and clear. Now to respond to God. In October 2011, by God's grace and guidance I plan to travel with Compassion to Ecuador where I will experience first hand what Compassion is all about. I will also have a chance to meet my compassion daughter Henith. Please pray that everything goes smoothly with my passport and also with the funding. Also another big request would be for child care during the days I am away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praising God for this oppritunity to travel with Compassion!&lt;/strong&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/9100734338995480686-4494639853404819160?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/4494639853404819160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/04/ecuador.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4494639853404819160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4494639853404819160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/04/ecuador.html' title='Ecuador'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-1815220692397110207</id><published>2011-04-01T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:03:30.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-39b84ocMX2Q/TZY7Bhi9ojI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rnBNso6rFVw/s1600/IMG_0001%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-39b84ocMX2Q/TZY7Bhi9ojI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rnBNso6rFVw/s320/IMG_0001%255B1%255D.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is April 1st and this is the picture we have outside our window. Over 20cm+ forcasted on this supposeable spring day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-39b84ocMX2Q/TZY7Bhi9ojI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rnBNso6rFVw/s1600/IMG_0001%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWG9-9MGch4/TZY7cwMCkrI/AAAAAAAAAeE/TPRlQRSzQww/s1600/IMG_0002%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWG9-9MGch4/TZY7cwMCkrI/AAAAAAAAAeE/TPRlQRSzQww/s320/IMG_0002%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our poor BBQ, which has been used many times in the last 2 weeks, has to be retired until Mother Nature decides that she is finished playing jokes on us poor Maritimers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we will have at least a few more days of "winter" in Spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-1815220692397110207?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/1815220692397110207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-1st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/1815220692397110207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/1815220692397110207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-1st.html' title='April 1st'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-39b84ocMX2Q/TZY7Bhi9ojI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rnBNso6rFVw/s72-c/IMG_0001%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-7659569498643588020</id><published>2011-03-28T18:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T18:47:04.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kassidy's first Birthday</title><content type='html'>1 year ago my family and I welcomed 9lbs 7oz Kassidy Faith Doiron into our family. It is hard to believe that here we are 1 year later and celebrating Kassidy's special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a celebration on Sunday with all our family and friends. We are so blessed to have these loving people in our lives. Kassidy is so loved and she is going to grow up knowing that there are so many people that truly do love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sLeyrKpibi4/TZE3ll7Z7KI/AAAAAAAAAdo/w_lDFBNYxSs/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sLeyrKpibi4/TZE3ll7Z7KI/AAAAAAAAAdo/w_lDFBNYxSs/s320/083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589309731519458466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-utisSBzvWQE/TZE3lXL9PnI/AAAAAAAAAdg/MlcEEk1HiR0/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-utisSBzvWQE/TZE3lXL9PnI/AAAAAAAAAdg/MlcEEk1HiR0/s320/077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589309727562350194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and birthday girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mjPOQcXzE1U/TZE3lLkFHaI/AAAAAAAAAdY/wgr_TtupAoI/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mjPOQcXzE1U/TZE3lLkFHaI/AAAAAAAAAdY/wgr_TtupAoI/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589309724442303906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I6AqpvStXPA/TZE3k6nW6yI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Em4t0NLJI4Y/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I6AqpvStXPA/TZE3k6nW6yI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Em4t0NLJI4Y/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589309719892650786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Showing off her dress at church the morning of her party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ymi7PgWWizQ/TZE3kmgxt4I/AAAAAAAAAdI/d1EHNufzDDw/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ymi7PgWWizQ/TZE3kmgxt4I/AAAAAAAAAdI/d1EHNufzDDw/s320/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589309714496337794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9VaDAc_nuzI/TZE4q00DmxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/scTsGhBOR9c/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9VaDAc_nuzI/TZE4q00DmxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/scTsGhBOR9c/s320/106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589310920926141202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy bring Kassidy her Tinkerbell cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ijohSQjV9zg/TZE4rUiibTI/AAAAAAAAAd4/7OsWxsuQXeI/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ijohSQjV9zg/TZE4rUiibTI/AAAAAAAAAd4/7OsWxsuQXeI/s320/118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589310929442598194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YUMMY CAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-7659569498643588020?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7659569498643588020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/03/kassidy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7659569498643588020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7659569498643588020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/03/kassidy.html' title='Kassidy&apos;s first Birthday'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sLeyrKpibi4/TZE3ll7Z7KI/AAAAAAAAAdo/w_lDFBNYxSs/s72-c/083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-7953444715801950383</id><published>2011-03-10T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T16:25:40.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>Over the past few months I have been having a lot of issues with my relationships with my friends. I have really learnt a lot about God's amazing love and forgiveness in this time. Sometimes we has humans might do or say things that hurt people. Sometimes those things are done without us really knowing that we did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is more then understanding what the other is going through it is about being there no matter what they are going through. Growing stronger with each other "through" our struggles. Friendship is not always grounded in Faith and I am learning that if you don't ground your friendships in Faith there is a chance that Satan will get in to the middle of it. I believe that is what happened recently. I forgot to put God in the middle of the relationship and Satan used that against us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also learnt that forgiveness is not always easy to do but we need to do it. I have forgiveness this person and feel better about the situation but as another friend said it is up to the other person whether to forgive you or not. That is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave me this scripture last week and it has really helped heal my heart in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Colossians 3:12-14&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.&lt;/span&gt; And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them al&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;l together in perfect unity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This relationship might be over but I will will cherish the happy times that we did spend. I will pray for my relationship no matter how close or far we are from each other because our friendship did mean a lot to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-7953444715801950383?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7953444715801950383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/03/friendship.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7953444715801950383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7953444715801950383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/03/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2395492394844578517</id><published>2011-02-25T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T12:13:41.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kassidy is walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9FXfDWih3uA/TWgJcHtPhZI/AAAAAAAAAc4/gzuZg89Drp0/s1600/Feb%2B2011%2B%252872%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9FXfDWih3uA/TWgJcHtPhZI/AAAAAAAAAc4/gzuZg89Drp0/s320/Feb%2B2011%2B%252872%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577718517208155538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cannot believe that Kassidy is almost 11months old and is walking almost perfect. It seems like this past year has gone by so fast. Taking steps and 8months old and now "walking" my little baby is turning into a toddler so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-2395492394844578517?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2395492394844578517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/02/kassidy-is-walking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2395492394844578517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2395492394844578517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/02/kassidy-is-walking.html' title='Kassidy is walking'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9FXfDWih3uA/TWgJcHtPhZI/AAAAAAAAAc4/gzuZg89Drp0/s72-c/Feb%2B2011%2B%252872%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8055709284851810697</id><published>2011-02-04T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T03:39:54.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best conversation Ever</title><content type='html'>I am taking part in the best conversation ever. If I get the most votes I will have a chance to actually meet Bono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please vote at &lt;a href="http://bestconversationever.ca/entry/3924963"&gt;http://bestconversationever.ca/entry/3924963&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-8055709284851810697?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/8055709284851810697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/02/best-conversation-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8055709284851810697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8055709284851810697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/02/best-conversation-ever.html' title='Best conversation Ever'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-4926095472165093036</id><published>2011-01-19T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T03:42:27.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obeying God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If they listen and obey God, then they will be blessed with prosperity throughout their lives. All their years will be pleasant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Job 36:11~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Obeying God may be one of those things we as humans have a hard time doing, especially when you do not understand why God has told you to do something. In the book of Job we see that Job may not understand why God is allowing these things to happen to him but he does understand the he needs to obey God and press on no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it great to know if you press on and obey what God has told you that you will be blessed beyond your own understanding. I, too, have struggled with obeying God but recently when I listened to the little voice, there was a great joy in my heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we do not understand God understands. There is a scripture that could go along with Job;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1 Corinthians 10:13 . . .¨But God is faithful, and He will not let YOU be tempted beyond what YOU can bear, but along with the temptation He will also make the way out in order for YOU to be able to endure it.¨ We can endure more then "we" think we can because if we have Faith in God above we will not be in this alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that if you are going through a rough time that you will lean on God and allow Him to take your burden. Remember you are never alone. There is always someone there who has been there, someone who has also hit bottom. Ask for help and God will place people in your lives that you can also LEAN ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings today and always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/9100734338995480686-4926095472165093036?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/4926095472165093036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/01/obeying-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4926095472165093036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4926095472165093036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2011/01/obeying-god.html' title='Obeying God'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-7678143321515630677</id><published>2010-12-23T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T05:21:14.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you!</title><content type='html'>4 years ago you went to be with Jesus but today more then ever I think of you often. I love you more then you know and can't wait to see you greeting me in Heaven. Until that day here in my heart you and your sibling will stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know God's plan meant for you to be in Heaven but as you sit in Jesus' arms mommy is here on Earth making sure your brother and sister are safe and healthy. Alexander and Kassidy will always know that they are never alone because they have brothers and sisters with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and will always have to close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad day but take joy knowing they are not completely gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in HEAVEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-7678143321515630677?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7678143321515630677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/12/missing-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7678143321515630677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7678143321515630677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/12/missing-you.html' title='Missing you!'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6161946200472073678</id><published>2010-12-22T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T07:02:03.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You are a Precious Child&lt;br /&gt;Created out of love,&lt;br /&gt;a blessing from above.&lt;br /&gt;I've adored you from the start,&lt;br /&gt;and your little footprints touched my heart.&lt;br /&gt;A single teardrop represents the millions I have cried&lt;br /&gt;My life never the same since you died.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could have stayed longer with me,&lt;br /&gt;I'd watch you grow into all you could be.&lt;br /&gt;Although we are apart,&lt;br /&gt;Your are Always in My Heart.&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a joyful time when&lt;br /&gt;we will be reunited once again.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;You will always be &lt;b&gt;My Forever Child™&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;~© Susan Mosquera~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myforeverchild.com/"&gt;www.myforeverchild.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In memory of all those babies gone too soon especially the ones who are forever in my heart. Mommy will also have you close to her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/size="1"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-6161946200472073678?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6161946200472073678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-are-precious-child-created-out-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6161946200472073678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6161946200472073678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-are-precious-child-created-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8834820239157452070</id><published>2010-12-20T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T18:16:18.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As Christmas rolls around in all the happiness and joy that Christmas brings there is also a sense of bitter sweetness. On Dec 23, 2006 I was anxiously waiting for my ultrasound to see my little baby. But instead of seeing a precious little 19week of baby we discovered that our little baby like our pregnancy before had no heartbeat and was no bigger then a 8weeks fetus. As my heart broke I realized that this would be the worst time of my life. I was sent to the ER to speak to the OBGYN on call. I was given two options, take a pill and abort the baby naturally or have a D&amp;amp;C. Neither option was an option to me but Shawn and I decided that we would rather it quick and as "painless" as possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was told that as I was waking up I was crying out for my little baby. If you have ever lost a child through miscarriage at any stage there is a longing to hold and touch that little life that only lasted for a sort time. I took it harder then I thought. This was my second baby I could never hold here on Earth and I was depressed, mad and extremely hurt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As year 4 rolls around I still find this time of year bittersweet. I have two precious children who I love more then anything and know that without my losses they would not be here right now. But it still does hurt not to have my little angels here with me. I think of them often. I dream of them often and even have a gift for Alexander and Kassidy from their siblings. I want to remember them even though I never had the chance to hold them or tell them how much I loved them from the moment they were that twinkle in my eye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know they are safe in the arms of the Father and I dream one day to be by his side holding my little angels. As the 23rd comes this week, I will hold tight my little children here with me. I will laugh, smile and even cry but whatever this week brings I will remember. I will remember the joy with that + and I will remember the saddeness in the loss. But most of all I will be praying and dreaming for that day when my children are waiting for me at Heavens gate. Maybe they will run into my arms or maybe Jesus will bring them too me but all I can do now is remember.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roman 5:3-11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out His love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom He has given us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear baby D,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mommy loves you so much and long to hold you in my arms. I know that you are safe and I will see you again one day soon but until then you will stay close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-8834820239157452070?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/8834820239157452070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/12/angel-dates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8834820239157452070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8834820239157452070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/12/angel-dates.html' title='Angel dates'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-3636475048668525444</id><published>2010-11-24T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T14:25:39.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TO2QdA9TN0I/AAAAAAAAAco/D9j_C-j-5F8/s1600/IMG_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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We are very excited about this journey that God has allowed me to begin. As a child and youth care worker with Addictions support worker I will be able to help young people in all areas. The job possibilities are endless :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I am meeting with a career councilor to see if I qualify for EI assistance. If I do get this they will pay 50% of my education and my child care...after I meet with them I will start looking for a daycare that will take my daughter (who will be 14months when I start) and my son (who will be 3years old).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EI and student loans&lt;br /&gt;*Daycare availability&lt;br /&gt;*vehicle arrangements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your prayers and support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-7959553787675301834?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7959553787675301834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayer-request-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7959553787675301834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7959553787675301834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayer-request-update.html' title='Prayer request update'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6730137421171683577</id><published>2010-10-07T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T08:00:23.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I have decided to go back to school as soon as April. With his deicsion there are a lot of areas that i need to trust God with. I am planning on taking a 2 year course at Eastern College to become a child and youth worker with Addictions Support worker. Honestly, I am very excited about this course and the chance to help children, youth and their families.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Areas of prayer:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Financial (student loan or EI)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*child care Monday-Friday 8-12 sometimes and 1-5 sometimes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Just over all guidance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know 100% this is the area that God is calling me. Many people have asked why go from Health care to child and youth and the only answer I have is it is where God wants me to be. Many of you know the passion I have for young people and this is a chance to make a bigger impact in the lives of our young people here in Moncton.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was hoping for a team of 5-10 people who are willing to be prayer partners with me in the journey. If you are willing to commit to be prayer partners with me please comment your name and email and I will add you to my list and keep you updated with this journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/9100734338995480686-6730137421171683577?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6730137421171683577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6730137421171683577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6730137421171683577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-493064514386974791</id><published>2010-09-23T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T10:46:19.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be41aa0f42a0c08a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe41aa0f42a0c08a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331608622%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B1FD4427406D742C9057EA445400BB68ED88E87.42269AF2608ED3D559D19DC90149B5646D440371%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe41aa0f42a0c08a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4Bz6L2538f57fOdX_vCYq9qKZYI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe41aa0f42a0c08a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331608622%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B1FD4427406D742C9057EA445400BB68ED88E87.42269AF2608ED3D559D19DC90149B5646D440371%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe41aa0f42a0c08a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4Bz6L2538f57fOdX_vCYq9qKZYI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-493064514386974791?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/493064514386974791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/493064514386974791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/493064514386974791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-685912298442200104</id><published>2010-09-21T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T04:44:54.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's path</title><content type='html'>Over the last couple months I have been thinking about what God wants me to do with my life. I am happy being a stay at home mom raising my children is a home full of love and compassion but lately God has been tugging on my heart but I am not sure exactly what He wants me to do. Sometimes I wish God was a little clearer when giving these little tugs because I am so lost. I love my job as a special care home resident attendant but I do know that there is more out there but what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next couple of months I plan to focus a lot of my prayer on clarity for my future and my career if that is what He wishes. For now I am going to focus my energy on raising my children the way God would have me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Jennifer~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-685912298442200104?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/685912298442200104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/gods-path.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/685912298442200104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/685912298442200104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/gods-path.html' title='God&apos;s path'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2515736786834817116</id><published>2010-09-17T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T03:33:11.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces of Loss, Faces of Hope monthly Blogging</title><content type='html'>I have recently joined a group of ladies who have lost children either to miscarriage, stillbirth or early infant death. Each month I will be blogging along with the other women about a topic. This month topic: &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How has the changing of seasons (from summer to fall) impacted you in your grief journey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For me the changing of season can be very difficult. Most of my miscarriages occurred at different times of the year and due dates are spread out around the year. My first miscarriage occurred at the end of august so when summer turns in fall I begin to feel a loss. Not sure why but not even thinking about my little angel but as soon as September rolls around I don't feel whole. But as soon as that feeling comes it also goes. One thing I have learn t is that I need to surround myself with family and friends when I enter those times of change. It has been 4 years since my first angel went to be with Jesus and I have made it this far. Some seasons are hard and some are not so hard but in the hard times I reflect on the blessings that came from my grief. The friends that I made and also the children I have that I may not have had if I didn't have my losses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-2515736786834817116?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2515736786834817116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/faces-of-loss-faces-of-hope-monthly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2515736786834817116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2515736786834817116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/faces-of-loss-faces-of-hope-monthly.html' title='Faces of Loss, Faces of Hope monthly Blogging'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-3264046409669673065</id><published>2010-09-11T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T11:52:39.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 years ago...</title><content type='html'>Where were you 9 years ago today...where you at school? Where you working or sleeping? I happened to be working. I remember being glued to the TV weeping...the place I had once been serving the Lord had been struck by terrorist. NYC would never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 3000 soul lost but never forgotten. I might not have know their names but I wept with the families and Nation. I might be Canadian but the effect that those terrorist had on the States effected me also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, today, like 9 years ago lift up my prayers to our heavenly Father. Those terrorist thought they would scare America and its allies but what they didn't realize that we are stronger then they gave us credit for. Today, we stand American and Canadian, Christian, Jewish and Muslim united for one cause and remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those who lost a loved one, my prayers are with you. For the fallen police, firefighters and soldiers you are my heroes. And to all those serving near and far God be with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~In Memory of the victims and families of 9-11~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-3264046409669673065?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/3264046409669673065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/9-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3264046409669673065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3264046409669673065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/9-years-ago.html' title='9 years ago...'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6568037636331732879</id><published>2010-09-10T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T05:05:22.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive Day #25</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Well, I have to come clean, I have been having a rough time in finding things that are positive. Don't get me wrong my kids and family are positive subject but they are also laced with the negative. There are days where I just can't take the terrible two's or the teething but there are other days that they are very welcomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sorta reminds me of a scripture I have heard many many times in the last week. It is John 16:33 "I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;God never told us that being Christians would be easy or that we will have a "free pass" through life. It just means that when we do have those bad days or those days of sorrow or hurt that He has overcome what this world holds and that if we just lean on Him we will overcome it also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Between parenting, being a wife, leader and friend sometimes it is hard to find a positive moment but I have them all the time. The moment when I hear Kassidy cry and I walk in to her room to a smiling face, that is a positive moment. The moment Alexander just runs over and hugs and kisses me or when Shawn just listens to me vent. Those are all positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Loss of friends due to lives changing is negative but I know that at the end of the day God had me where He wanted me at that time and that more friends will come along to change my life. Memories and new friendships, those are POSITIVE moments :O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TIoevNeHcRI/AAAAAAAAAcY/xMOeD4rqFzg/s1600/DSCI3281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TIoevNeHcRI/AAAAAAAAAcY/xMOeD4rqFzg/s320/DSCI3281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515254490087256338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TIoeutN9tdI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/UjNV9RZLRlQ/s1600/Photo-0009Q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TIoeutN9tdI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/UjNV9RZLRlQ/s320/Photo-0009Q.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515254481429575122" 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/9100734338995480686-6568037636331732879?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6568037636331732879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/positive-day-25.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6568037636331732879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6568037636331732879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/positive-day-25.html' title='Positive Day #25'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TIoevNeHcRI/AAAAAAAAAcY/xMOeD4rqFzg/s72-c/DSCI3281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-1459948092819491280</id><published>2010-09-03T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T06:41:40.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloth Diapering</title><content type='html'>I thought I would take today to talk about cloth diapers. It has become more and more popular over the last couple years and we decided to give it a try. We started off with &lt;a href="http://www.kushies.com/Company_info/history.html"&gt;Kushies&lt;/a&gt; which in the beginning were way to big even for my 9lb 7oz baby girl. That is when I started with some homemade/older style cloth diapers that were given to me. They worked great except some of them tend to leak very quickly. I was told about &lt;a href="http://applecheeks.com/"&gt;Applecheeks&lt;/a&gt; so I bought my first two pairs. I feel in love with them. The snaps made it easy to fit on my heavy lean girl :O) Now that Kassidy is bigger she is wearing her applecheeks proudly and also now fits in her kushies with no leaking issues like some people tend to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cloth? Well, first off it is cost friendly. You may put a couple hundred dollars into them in the beginning but if you think about the 18-24months (or sooner) that you have to buy diapers it works out great. Secondly, it is easy. Some people think it is alot of extra work but really it is just a load of laundry extra. It is also great for babies. Kassidy rarely has a "diape rash" unlike her brother at this age. I was also told that cloth diapered babies tend to toilet train sooner. Not that I would like to rush anything but Alexander is 2 1/2 years old and having issues potty training. Lastly, it is good for the eviroment :O) No rotting diapers and only 24-36 diapers are truly needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cloth diapering and wish i did it with Alexander :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TID5u5yC50I/AAAAAAAAAcA/zAx4Fk2sIQA/s1600/applecheeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TID5u5yC50I/AAAAAAAAAcA/zAx4Fk2sIQA/s320/applecheeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512680528081512258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TID66bvUiRI/AAAAAAAAAcI/jqv0pkvIv24/s1600/DSCI2725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TID66bvUiRI/AAAAAAAAAcI/jqv0pkvIv24/s320/DSCI2725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512681825687079186" 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/9100734338995480686-1459948092819491280?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/1459948092819491280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/cloth-diapering.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/1459948092819491280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/1459948092819491280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/cloth-diapering.html' title='Cloth Diapering'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TID5u5yC50I/AAAAAAAAAcA/zAx4Fk2sIQA/s72-c/applecheeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6051805029068951751</id><published>2010-09-02T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T04:00:02.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just wanted to share this scripture that I came across when doing my devotions this morning. Very encouraged in how God uses scripture to turn a blah day into a GREAT day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am overcome with joy because of your unfailing love, for you have seen my troubles, and you care about the anguish of my soul. You have not handed me over to my enemy but have set me in a safe place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 31:7-8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-6051805029068951751?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6051805029068951751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-wanted-to-share-this-scripture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6051805029068951751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6051805029068951751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-wanted-to-share-this-scripture.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-1181026531912915570</id><published>2010-09-02T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T03:56:39.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive Day #18</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I updated my blog but I haven't forgotten to stay positive. It has been challenging at times. Sometime when you are struggling through depression it is hard to see the "bright" side of life. Yesterday I went to see the doctor regarding my post partum. He had check some things through blood work and wanted to meet be to go over them. I was a little nervous because who know what they can find in blood that you never even thought of. Well, looks like my iron and B12 is low. That means I will have to take some iron pills daily and get monthly B12 shots. Some might think that is not a good thing but to me it explains the tiredness and brusing on top of other things...maybe even the depression :O) So with the meds and prayer hopefully in a few months I can come off the meds for depression :O) This also means that I might finally get some energy to actually do more with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works things out in his own time and puts the people in your path to make it a little easier. You just need to spot them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-1181026531912915570?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/1181026531912915570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/positive-day-18.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/1181026531912915570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/1181026531912915570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/09/positive-day-18.html' title='Positive Day #18'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2861366204945862451</id><published>2010-08-17T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T03:22:09.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Positive Movement Day #2: I AM a beautiful person. I am a mother of two, I am tired and have a little extra weight on. I know that I am beautiful even some day I don't feel like it. One day looks will disappear and my hear will remain. My love for life and people will NEVER change :O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 Samuel 16:7 - "The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Proverbs 31:30 - "Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting: but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-2861366204945862451?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2861366204945862451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/positive-movement-day-2-i-am-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2861366204945862451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2861366204945862451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/positive-movement-day-2-i-am-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2812087335845362087</id><published>2010-08-16T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T04:38:50.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive Movement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After a chat with one of my pastor's wife I decided that something needed to be changed in my life. I am usually a very positive person but lately I have been so overwhelmed with life and then the depression that I have forgotten the positive in every situation. God doesn't just decided "oh today I am going to make this persons life terrible" He possible says "what can I do to show this person the positive and amazing blessings in their life." Sometimes that means going through a trail and over that process learning the plan God had for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I decided that from Monday August 16th to Thursday September 16th I would post one thing that is positive in my life. Once I have done I will say something positive to someone either that I meet on the road or just a friend who I think needed it the most. It is not much of a commitment at all if you look at all the positives that ARE in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day #1: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;When I feel overwhelmed or lonely I just look at my wonder husband and beautiful children and realize that I am more loved then I could ever imagine :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I  pray that many people will join me over the next 30 days. You wouldn't believe the difference you will feel when you turn your frown upside down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxJenniferxox&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/9100734338995480686-2812087335845362087?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2812087335845362087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/positive-movement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2812087335845362087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2812087335845362087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/positive-movement.html' title='Positive Movement'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2436934300262684251</id><published>2010-08-14T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T18:25:36.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6th Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe that we've been married for 6 years now. Seems like yesterday I was waiting for my prince charming. Now after 6 years, I can't believe that he really is here. When you are little you always imagine what your life is going to be like and what the person you are going to marry looks like but I couldn't ever imagine the love and adoration I have for my husband. Two children, a house and an amazing husband who could ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Shawn!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGdB23BP8JI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2sBaoFRqcJw/s1600/DSCI2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGdB23BP8JI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2sBaoFRqcJw/s320/DSCI2634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505441480221651090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGdB2ekBufI/AAAAAAAAAbo/SzHJ7njBsRM/s1600/DSCI3011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGdB2ekBufI/AAAAAAAAAbo/SzHJ7njBsRM/s320/DSCI3011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505441473656633842" 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/9100734338995480686-2436934300262684251?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2436934300262684251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/6th-wedding-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2436934300262684251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2436934300262684251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/6th-wedding-anniversary.html' title='6th Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGdB23BP8JI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2sBaoFRqcJw/s72-c/DSCI2634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-9197506159424413532</id><published>2010-08-13T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T04:01:51.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGUlrOSlUuI/AAAAAAAAAbA/FWyxky0qEGQ/s1600/kassidy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGUlrOSlUuI/AAAAAAAAAbA/FWyxky0qEGQ/s320/kassidy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504847544030941922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures of Kassidy&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't just smile, she smiles with her whole face.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe she is already 4 months old....&lt;br /&gt;Wait, she will be 5 months on the 29th...&lt;br /&gt;Where has the time gone :O(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-9197506159424413532?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/9197506159424413532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-one-of-my-favorite-pictures-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/9197506159424413532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/9197506159424413532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-one-of-my-favorite-pictures-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGUlrOSlUuI/AAAAAAAAAbA/FWyxky0qEGQ/s72-c/kassidy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-752540074467681244</id><published>2010-08-10T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T04:47:04.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt 14:22-33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately Jesus made His disciples get into the  boat and go before Him to the other side, while He sent the multitudes away.   And when He had sent the multitudes away, He went up on the mountain by Himself  to pray. Now when evening came, He was alone there.  But the boat was now  in the middle of the sea, tossed by the waves, for the wind was contrary.   Now in the fourth watch of the night Jesus went to them, walking on the sea.   And when the disciples saw Him walking on the sea, they were troubled, saying,  "It is a ghost!" And they cried out for fear.  But immediately Jesus spoke  to them, saying, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Be of good cheer! It is I; do not be afraid."&lt;/span&gt;  And Peter  answered Him and said, "Lord, if it is You, command me to come to You on the  water."  So He said, "Come." And when Peter had come down out of the boat,  he walked on the water to go to Jesus.  But when he saw that the wind was  boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink he cried out, saying, "Lord,  save me!"  And immediately Jesus stretched out His hand and caught him, and  said to him,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "O you of little faith, why did you doubt?"&lt;/span&gt;  And when they got  into the boat, the wind ceased.  Then those who were in the boat came and  worshiped Him, saying, "Truly You are the Son of God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The story about Jesus walking on water is known throughout the world, with believers and non believers alike.&lt;/span&gt; I love this story because it can be applied to my life, especially the past couple years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a believer I have gone through this road that I believed was the perfect path. Trying every day to be a leader in my faith but failing many times in the quiet of my own heart. I can put myself in Peter's spot in the boat. I know the goodness of God and know when I see his good works but in the middle of my storm I some how can't find God. When I do find him I am usually scared and need evidence that it really is Jesus standing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear Jesus saying "Do not be afraid, it is I" but like Peter I want to KNOW 100% that it is him. And like Peter I take those first steps and then forget who it is that i am walking to. When I am sinking with the fear of drowning that is when I truly see the face of Jesus. At that moment of my greatest fear I SEE Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that we do doubt Jesus? Why is it that we need to test Him first? In my life I really don't have that answer other then I am human. I want to feel and hold on to Jesus but sometimes I forget that I can feel Him and hold on to Him I just need that Faith to take those first steps and instead of doubting grabbing hold of my Savior and never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to be able to take those steps on a daily basis and hold on to you through it all. In the middle of my storms allow me to reach to you and walk to you no matter the storm. If I can just hold on to my Faith, I know I will never drown! Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-752540074467681244?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/752540074467681244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/matt-1422-33-immediately-jesus-made-his.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/752540074467681244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/752540074467681244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/matt-1422-33-immediately-jesus-made-his.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8672386251397965184</id><published>2010-08-06T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T06:33:13.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know someone out there really needs to hear this song! 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TFi1OoTjRtI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Q9_KnvRPbQs/s320/PEI+2010+%28154%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501346207775278802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alexander James (2 1/2 years old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TFi07LVnZ7I/AAAAAAAAAas/PW_34kTMWNw/s1600/DSCI3037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TFi07LVnZ7I/AAAAAAAAAas/PW_34kTMWNw/s320/DSCI3037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501345873581795250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kassidy Faith (4 months old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-6965437878542908322?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6965437878542908322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/kids-update-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6965437878542908322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6965437878542908322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/kids-update-o.html' title='Kids Update :O)'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TFi1OoTjRtI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Q9_KnvRPbQs/s72-c/PEI+2010+%28154%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-236171620372167900</id><published>2010-08-03T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T17:25:37.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;For many months now I have been struggling with postpartum depression. Although the medication I am on is now starting to work, I am finding myself still searching for something more in my life. I love my family, my husband and children but there is still something missing. I realized that it was my relationship with God. I have been depending on the world around me to make me feel better when all I really needed was God.&lt;span&gt; While searching my bible I came across Psalms and chapter 91 jumped out at me. When I read this chapter I felt encouraged again. Knowing that when I trust God with everything He will help me along the way. He never tells us that we will never hurt but He does say if we lean on Him He will make this road a little more bearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 91&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15397"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High&lt;br /&gt;    will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15398"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress,&lt;br /&gt;    my God, in whom I trust." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15399"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare&lt;br /&gt;    and from the deadly pestilence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15400"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; He will cover you with his feathers,&lt;br /&gt;    and under his wings you will find refuge;&lt;br /&gt;    his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15401"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; You will not fear the terror of night,&lt;br /&gt;    nor the arrow that flies by day, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15402"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;    nor the plague that destroys at midday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15403"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; A thousand may fall at your side,&lt;br /&gt;    ten thousand at your right hand,&lt;br /&gt;    but it will not come near you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15404"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; You will only observe with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;    and see the punishment of the wicked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15405"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; If you make the Most High your dwelling—&lt;br /&gt;    even the LORD, who is my refuge- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15406"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; then no harm will befall you,&lt;br /&gt;    no disaster will come near your tent. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15407"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; For he will command his angels concerning you&lt;br /&gt;    to guard you in all your ways; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15408"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; they will lift you up in their hands,&lt;br /&gt;    so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15409"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; You will tread upon the lion and the cobra;&lt;br /&gt;    you will trample the great lion and the serpent. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15410"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; "Because he loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue him;&lt;br /&gt;    I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15411"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; He will call upon me, and I will answer him;&lt;br /&gt;    I will be with him in trouble,&lt;br /&gt;    I will deliver him and honor him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15412"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; With long life will I satisfy him&lt;br /&gt;    and show him my salvation."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May God touch your heart, mind and soul. And remember to lean on Him when you can't take it any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-236171620372167900?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/236171620372167900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-many-months-now-i-have-been.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/236171620372167900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/236171620372167900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-many-months-now-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2259449884284836680</id><published>2010-06-15T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T05:51:33.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;Psalm 121&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h5&gt; A song of ascents. &lt;/h5&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16083"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; I lift up my eyes to the hills—&lt;br /&gt;       where does my help come from? &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16084"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; My help comes from the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;       the Maker of heaven and earth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16085"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; He will not let your foot slip—&lt;br /&gt;       he who watches over you will not slumber; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16086"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; indeed, he who watches over Israel&lt;br /&gt;       will neither slumber nor sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16087"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; The LORD watches over you—&lt;br /&gt;       the LORD is your shade at your right hand; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16088"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; the sun will not harm you by day,&lt;br /&gt;       nor the moon by night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16089"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; The LORD will keep you from all harm—&lt;br /&gt;       he will watch over your life; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16090"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; the LORD will watch over your coming and going&lt;br /&gt;       both now and forevermore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I opened my bible this morning this is the scripture that God wanted me to read. This scripture was needed today. Sometimes when we feel as if we are alone we forget that we have a friend that is always there. We have a friend who is there when we fall. He never sleeps and when the tough times come He is the one we need to reach out to because no matter where we are in our life the moment we cry out the Lord is there holding our hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer today is to remember that even though I am going through many challenges God needs to be who I call out to. When people reach for the bottle or pills I will call out to the Heavens and wait for those loving hands to pull me into His loving embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying that you have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-2259449884284836680?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2259449884284836680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/06/psalm-121-song-of-ascents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2259449884284836680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2259449884284836680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/06/psalm-121-song-of-ascents.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8268791506862333395</id><published>2010-06-07T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T04:55:22.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1,7&lt;/b&gt; - To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. A time to keep silence, and a time to speak. (KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that starting today, every Monday I would do a devotion that is close to my heart. Over the past few weeks I have had a rough time at life. Family issues, community loss and personal issues have overwhelmed me and I have forgotten to look to God for guidance. Today, when I was flipping through my bible I came across Ecclesiastes 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is telling us that there is a reason for everything. Sometimes things happen  in our life that we don't understand. We become anger at people and at God because we do not understand why those things are happening to us or to our loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never understood why God would allow me to lose as many pregnancies that I did. After my son was born I realized that if I didn't have those miscarriages he would not be the light of my life. And the same goes for my daughter. She would not be here today if I never those their siblings. Although they didn't replace those losses they made it A LOT easier to bare those losses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may not understand why God plans for the things in our lives to happen but more often than not God is preparing us for something that we will need later in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My losses also allowed me to have the empathy for my friends who have lost children. I was able to be there for Myah when Faith was born and when Faith went to be with Jesus. I wouldn't have been able to be there the way i was if I hadn't experienced my own losses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you are going through something you do not understand, remember that God has a plan for you and you just need to trust that He know what He is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-8268791506862333395?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/8268791506862333395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/06/gods-timing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8268791506862333395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8268791506862333395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/06/gods-timing.html' title='God&apos;s Timing'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-4100648290739203240</id><published>2010-06-03T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:08:35.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the rain came down</title><content type='html'>On Saturday May 29th, 2010 five young people were driving home after a fun day out of town when their car left the road. Three young lives lost instantly and two young lives survived and are fighting for their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I tell you this is that those 5 young lives were apart of my town. Those five lives were apart of our local high school. Those 5 lives had parents, friends and many loved ones who expected them to come home that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hits our community very hard. I have never seen our community mourning like this in the 15 years I have lived here. Two young men and one young woman will never get the chance to grow up and we are sitting here asking God why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? We will never know the answer to that but I do know that those young lives impacted many lives. I watched the last few days as loved ones and friends gathered to mourn and to celebrate the lives of Sam, Karey and Chelsea. I watched as cars stopped as the funeral exited the funeral home. I have seen mothers embrace one another in passing. Our community has lost 3 young lives and we will never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two lives were spared that night. As they continue to fight for their lives we will pray for them and embrace their families. Funny how when something tragedy happens the world (community) comes together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are days where I fight to keep my emotions and depression in check but this week has been easy for me. Hard to explain that this week I needed to embrace those who I loved. When I tucked my children into bed, I prayed an extra prayer for those mother who lost their child and the two mother of the children who are fighting to live. We don't know how many days we have left in this life and we really need to embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know God had a reason for calling three young lives home to him. I also know that there is a reason why two lives are still here with us today. As humans sometimes we forget to embrace the little things. Like for the past few days it has been raining. Funny but something tells me that those rain drops are more then just rain drops this week. Those rain drops are tears...But we all know that usually after the rain, a rainbow, brighter days will appear. But until that time tell those around you that you love them. If you have had a fight or disagreement with someone apologize even if you are not to blame. And don't forget to hug your children and tell them that you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in the arms of GOD Chelsea, Sam and Karey...Katie and Jesse, God is bigger then your pain and injuries, keep fighting. I believe in the miracles God can and will preform!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-4100648290739203240?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/4100648290739203240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-rain-came-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4100648290739203240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4100648290739203240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-rain-came-down.html' title='And the rain came down'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-3926570165513486170</id><published>2010-05-25T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T16:41:34.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexander James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36lbs &amp;amp; 36"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_xgESpU3HI/AAAAAAAAAac/mPj-_OKEUtY/s1600/bigbrolilsis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_xgESpU3HI/AAAAAAAAAac/mPj-_OKEUtY/s320/bigbrolilsis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475356873816595570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassidy Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8weeks old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11lbs 12oz &amp;amp; 23"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-3926570165513486170?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/3926570165513486170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/kids-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3926570165513486170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3926570165513486170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/kids-update.html' title='Kids update'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_xgESpU3HI/AAAAAAAAAac/mPj-_OKEUtY/s72-c/bigbrolilsis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-182054840857088230</id><published>2010-05-24T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T16:56:01.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_sREtXbOJI/AAAAAAAAAaU/G8gVRgP90kg/s1600/DSCI1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_sREtXbOJI/AAAAAAAAAaU/G8gVRgP90kg/s320/DSCI1939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474988544593967250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassidy not looking too happy to be out of mommy's arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_sRELO3Z2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/DlJQdBDj4M4/s1600/bigbrolilsis2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_sRELO3Z2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/DlJQdBDj4M4/s320/bigbrolilsis2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474988535431260002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proud big brother &amp;amp; little sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_r_J1LlaHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/wj255LJbhVo/s1600/DSCI1955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_r_J1LlaHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/wj255LJbhVo/s320/DSCI1955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474968841381832818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alexander's first childhood friend Emmi! The girl next door :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_r_JSwdkLI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SuLdFlek3s8/s1600/DSCI1960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_r_JSwdkLI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SuLdFlek3s8/s320/DSCI1960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474968832141267122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kassidy Faith (8weeks old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-182054840857088230?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/182054840857088230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-is-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/182054840857088230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/182054840857088230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-is-here.html' title='Summer is here!'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S_sREtXbOJI/AAAAAAAAAaU/G8gVRgP90kg/s72-c/DSCI1939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6670447613425706776</id><published>2010-05-20T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T08:44:36.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;(Psalm 143:7-8) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Answer me quickly, O Lord; my spirit fails. Do not hide your face from me or I will be like those who go down to the pit. Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I'll lift up my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we cry out to God in situations we cannot handle alone. Sometimes no one but God can hear the cry but it is a cry to the Lord of Lords. To the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. Just because no one else hears your cries doesn't mean you are alone. There are times when you are involved in a situation where the prayer request needs to be silent and all you can do is know that God will hear. When you ask someone to pray, no names need to be said God already knows what is on the heart of his believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a few minutes and breath. Listen to God and cry out for those requests that are unspoken or unnamed. He hears them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/9100734338995480686-6670447613425706776?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6670447613425706776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/psalm-1437-8-answer-me-quickly-o-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6670447613425706776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6670447613425706776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/psalm-1437-8-answer-me-quickly-o-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-5298019588057384600</id><published>2010-05-14T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:29:24.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you just need to cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you know that 1 in 8 woman suffer from postpartum depression, that is 15% of woman?! Well, I am one of those 15%! Like other forms of depression postpartum is mostly out of your control. You cannot decide one day not to have it. Sometimes as parents we get overwhelmed with life and child raising but with postpartum it is a lot more defined. Feeling overwhelmed, anxious and sad at times. And a lot of the time we just want to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have been feeling very overwhelmed and sad over the last few weeks. Not because I don't love my children but because I do not have control over the way I am feeling right now. The one thing that I have learned is that I am not alone and cannot put myself in a situation where I feel as if I am. I know I have a strong support system and a Mighty God that will carry me when I need it the most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For now I cling to scripture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose” (Romans 8:28)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"You, dear children, are from God and have overcome them, because the one who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world." (1 John 4:4)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Cast your cares on the LORD and he will sustain you; he will never let the righteous fall." (Psalm 55:22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Those who struggle through PPD or depression in general need to remember that God is bigger then the depression and all we have to do is call out and He will be there for us! Surround yourself with people who love you and that you love and when needed call out for them. Don't be ashamed to need help or ask for help. Family and friends will rally around you and pray all you have to do is take the first step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-5298019588057384600?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/5298019588057384600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-you-just-need-to-cry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/5298019588057384600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/5298019588057384600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-you-just-need-to-cry.html' title='Sometimes you just need to cry'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-3677350966578599134</id><published>2010-05-08T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T17:13:45.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to Penny Bubar @ &lt;a href="http://www.timelessphoto.ca"&gt;Timeless Photography&lt;/a&gt; for taking Kassidy's pictures even when she wasn't the most cooperative subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X92__RbSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Jg6cRsxMcDQ/s1600/IMG_2178+PR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X92__RbSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Jg6cRsxMcDQ/s320/IMG_2178+PR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469056443842915618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X9xho5ZCI/AAAAAAAAAZs/a6eJb3dXDuU/s1600/IMG_2173+PR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X9xho5ZCI/AAAAAAAAAZs/a6eJb3dXDuU/s320/IMG_2173+PR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469056349796656162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X9xFbsf6I/AAAAAAAAAZk/aHAmk5EMU7I/s1600/IMG_2169+PR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X9xFbsf6I/AAAAAAAAAZk/aHAmk5EMU7I/s320/IMG_2169+PR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469056342225092514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X9w830ApI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Sj-xKYhuLxE/s1600/IMG_2165+PR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X9w830ApI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Sj-xKYhuLxE/s320/IMG_2165+PR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469056339927106194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X9wtpqSNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/r1znAF3j1ZE/s1600/IMG_2147+PR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X9wtpqSNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/r1znAF3j1ZE/s320/IMG_2147+PR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469056335841216722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X9wEt1RnI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hM_PA9xa8fs/s1600/IMG_2135+PR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X9wEt1RnI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hM_PA9xa8fs/s320/IMG_2135+PR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469056324852860530" 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/9100734338995480686-3677350966578599134?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/3677350966578599134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks-to-penny-bubar-timeless.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3677350966578599134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3677350966578599134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks-to-penny-bubar-timeless.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S-X92__RbSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Jg6cRsxMcDQ/s72-c/IMG_2178+PR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8349439665360402523</id><published>2010-05-07T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T10:05:40.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow baby</title><content type='html'>I wanted to congratulate PJ @  &lt;a href="http://www.thepumphrey5.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.thepumphrey5.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; who delivered her baby boy recently. Pj lost baby Seth just over a year ago to Anencephaly and welcomed 7lbs 13oz Asa into their family. This rainbow baby is going to be so loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats PJ! Praying for a speedy recovery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-8349439665360402523?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/8349439665360402523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/rainbow-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8349439665360402523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8349439665360402523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/05/rainbow-baby.html' title='Rainbow baby'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8654850837221566629</id><published>2010-04-29T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T06:42:17.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kassidy is 1 month old :O)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S9mMnXCRULI/AAAAAAAAAZE/MJVxaZ8swhs/s1600/April+2010+%28117%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S9mMnXCRULI/AAAAAAAAAZE/MJVxaZ8swhs/s320/April+2010+%28117%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465554230617133234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S9mMm7V-rAI/AAAAAAAAAY8/N0DCMOrP76Y/s1600/April+2010+%2814%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S9mMm7V-rAI/AAAAAAAAAY8/N0DCMOrP76Y/s320/April+2010+%2814%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465554223183604738" 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/9100734338995480686-8654850837221566629?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/8654850837221566629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/04/kassidy-is-1-month-old-o.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8654850837221566629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8654850837221566629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/04/kassidy-is-1-month-old-o.html' title='Kassidy is 1 month old :O)'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S9mMnXCRULI/AAAAAAAAAZE/MJVxaZ8swhs/s72-c/April+2010+%28117%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8624065322231239251</id><published>2010-04-23T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:12:22.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Makes a Mother?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(70, 189, 65);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After my second miscarriage my sister gave me this poem she had found on the internet. It still touches my heart today each time I think of my little angels I can picture this poem. Hopefully it will help you if you have gone through a loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Makes a Mother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of you and closed my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And prayed to God today.&lt;br /&gt;I asked what makes a mother and&lt;br /&gt;I know I heard him say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother has a baby.&lt;br /&gt;This we know is true.&lt;br /&gt;But God, can you be a mother&lt;br /&gt;when your baby's not with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you can, He replied&lt;br /&gt;with confidence in His voice.&lt;br /&gt;I give many women babies.&lt;br /&gt;When they leave is not their choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some I send for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;and others for a day.&lt;br /&gt;And some I send to feel your womb&lt;br /&gt;but there's no need to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand this. God,&lt;br /&gt;I want my baby here.&lt;br /&gt;He took a breath and cleared His throat&lt;br /&gt;and then I saw a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could show you&lt;br /&gt;what your child is doing today.&lt;br /&gt;If you could see your child smile&lt;br /&gt;with other children and say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We go to earth to learn our lessons&lt;br /&gt;of life and love and fear.&lt;br /&gt;My Mommy loved me, Oh so much,&lt;br /&gt;I got to come straight here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lucky to have a Mom&lt;br /&gt;who had so much love for me,&lt;br /&gt;I learned my lesson very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;My Mommy set me free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Mommy, Oh so much,&lt;br /&gt;but I visit her each day.&lt;br /&gt;When she goes to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;on her pillow's where I lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek&lt;br /&gt;and whisper in her ear,&lt;br /&gt;'Mommy don't be sad today,&lt;br /&gt;I'm your baby and I'm here.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, my dear sweet one,&lt;br /&gt;your children are okay.&lt;br /&gt;Your babies are here in MY home&lt;br /&gt;and this is where they'll stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll wait for you with ME&lt;br /&gt;until your lesson is through.&lt;br /&gt;And on the day that you come home,&lt;br /&gt;they'll be at the gates for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you see what makes a Mother—&lt;br /&gt;It's the feeling in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;It's the love you had so much of,&lt;br /&gt;right from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though some on earth may not realize you are a Mother,&lt;br /&gt;until their time is done.&lt;br /&gt;They'll be up here with ME one day,&lt;br /&gt;and know you're the best one.&lt;br /&gt;~Jennifer Wasik~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/04/proud-big-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/5522554797678790521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/5522554797678790521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/04/proud-big-brother.html' title='Proud big brother!'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6585174206838030714</id><published>2010-04-02T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:55:05.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Kassidy Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kassidy Faith was born Monday March 29th, 2010 at 8:31am via c-section. She has fit perfectly into our little family and even big brother Alexander has taken to her and is loving his new role as "the big brother."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S7atH06kxqI/AAAAAAAAAX8/vmFhAIH-gb8/s1600/DSCI1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S7atH06kxqI/AAAAAAAAAX8/vmFhAIH-gb8/s320/DSCI1024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455738348580947618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S7at1-sBKAI/AAAAAAAAAYM/PIGE-UUkv5A/s1600/DSCI1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S7at1-sBKAI/AAAAAAAAAYM/PIGE-UUkv5A/s320/DSCI1039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455739141478230018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S7at1jQ5NNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MN0GBdvZKpo/s1600/DSCI1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S7at1jQ5NNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MN0GBdvZKpo/s320/DSCI1054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455739134116705490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-6585174206838030714?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6585174206838030714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-kassidy-faith.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6585174206838030714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6585174206838030714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-kassidy-faith.html' title='Welcome Kassidy Faith'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S7atH06kxqI/AAAAAAAAAX8/vmFhAIH-gb8/s72-c/DSCI1024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6231461107302128797</id><published>2010-03-15T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:41:00.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>37 weeks = full term :O)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S56pYWmWO4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/4_v_m704AdI/s1600-h/36weeks+4days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S56pYWmWO4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/4_v_m704AdI/s320/36weeks+4days.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448978835013254018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is official, we are full term as of Sunday and I am starting to feel most of the signs of being over 9 months! Contractions have been steady but they are only the practice ones. Kassidy is measuring perfectly and mommy is getting really anxious to finally meet her little princess face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My c-section has been moved to  March 29th, 2010 @ 0800. Please remember that date and time as surgery is surgery. I am not really nervous about going under the knife again as I know all it details but I am anxious to the recuperation afterwords with a newborn and a toddler. I know that my family is close by and I can count on them but there are so many what if's that I only started thinking about recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all your prayers so far and I can't wait to introduce you all to Kassidy.&lt;br /&gt;14 days left and counting down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-6231461107302128797?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6231461107302128797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/03/37-weeks-full-term-o.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6231461107302128797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6231461107302128797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/03/37-weeks-full-term-o.html' title='37 weeks = full term :O)'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S56pYWmWO4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/4_v_m704AdI/s72-c/36weeks+4days.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-3214327942039059960</id><published>2010-02-21T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T16:36:38.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is 2 years old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S4HRNn1dpZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kbWyhfeMw84/s1600-h/DSCI0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S4HRNn1dpZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kbWyhfeMw84/s320/DSCI0783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440859856801998226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S4HRNGbi3ZI/AAAAAAAAAXc/7IUSRPnmrhc/s1600-h/DSCI0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S4HRNGbi3ZI/AAAAAAAAAXc/7IUSRPnmrhc/s320/DSCI0817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440859847834918290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S4HRMtKDkLI/AAAAAAAAAXU/kKOtLoofovA/s1600-h/DSCI0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S4HRMtKDkLI/AAAAAAAAAXU/kKOtLoofovA/s320/DSCI0777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440859841050677426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has the time gone? My little prince is now 2 years old. I guess he is no longer a baby :O(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-3214327942039059960?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/3214327942039059960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-baby-is-2-years-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3214327942039059960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3214327942039059960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-baby-is-2-years-old.html' title='My baby is 2 years old'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S4HRNn1dpZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kbWyhfeMw84/s72-c/DSCI0783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-637378555589580112</id><published>2010-02-19T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T01:05:10.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Faith!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S35UHAfDYdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/4At6SJ6hA9M/s1600-h/Myah+and+Faith++Day+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S35UHAfDYdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/4At6SJ6hA9M/s320/Myah+and+Faith++Day+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439877879276200402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to wish Faithy a happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you may not be with us on this special day, we know that Jesus is holding you tight. I will hug your mommy for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Auntie" Jenn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-637378555589580112?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/637378555589580112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-1st-birthday-faith.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/637378555589580112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/637378555589580112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-1st-birthday-faith.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Faith!'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S35UHAfDYdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/4At6SJ6hA9M/s72-c/Myah+and+Faith++Day+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-7571295205996438030</id><published>2010-02-15T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T05:17:58.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>33weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S3lJbHZNiwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/mCvM3jpEdXo/s1600-h/32w5d-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S3lJbHZNiwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/mCvM3jpEdXo/s320/32w5d-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438458755216673538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Can't believe that I am 33 weeks! We are on our final leg of this journey. Our c-section is scheduled for March 26th, 2010 so that is just over 5 weeks away. I am feeling great, a little tired, but I am doing GREAT! I am officially finished working for a year and can't wait to finally meet my little princess Kassidy :O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-7571295205996438030?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7571295205996438030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/02/33weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7571295205996438030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7571295205996438030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/02/33weeks.html' title='33weeks'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S3lJbHZNiwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/mCvM3jpEdXo/s72-c/32w5d-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-7202084043405289357</id><published>2010-01-25T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T04:25:28.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Kassidy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S13Sjub58YI/AAAAAAAAAW8/L5ODq8tBwUw/s1600-h/29weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S13Sjub58YI/AAAAAAAAAW8/L5ODq8tBwUw/s320/29weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430728236881015170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kassidy at 29weeks6day&lt;br /&gt;(3D ultrasound by UCBABY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S13SjdMGFgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Lcm7qgzRwHs/s1600-h/30weeks+%2849%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S13SjdMGFgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Lcm7qgzRwHs/s320/30weeks+%2849%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430728232251299330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S13SjItsW8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/UeFMctnSXgA/s1600-h/30weeks+%2866%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S13SioDwh7I/AAAAAAAAAWc/kiuvhGwOuIw/s320/30weeks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430728217989253042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/9100734338995480686-7202084043405289357?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7202084043405289357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-kassidy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7202084043405289357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7202084043405289357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-kassidy.html' title='More Kassidy'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S13Sjub58YI/AAAAAAAAAW8/L5ODq8tBwUw/s72-c/29weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2118055973647958958</id><published>2010-01-14T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T05:28:30.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Footprints Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S08bHMZ4duI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8HzCv83GpAE/s1600-h/footprints-in-the-sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S08bHMZ4duI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8HzCv83GpAE/s320/footprints-in-the-sand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426585886407554786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times like this footprints has always made me look to God and to remember we are NEVER alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart and prayers go out to the people of Haiti and all those who are there right now. I am praying for the aide and relief people and pray that God moves across Haiti!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-2118055973647958958?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2118055973647958958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/footprints-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2118055973647958958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2118055973647958958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/footprints-poem.html' title='Footprints Poem'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/S08bHMZ4duI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8HzCv83GpAE/s72-c/footprints-in-the-sand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-750355047818939154</id><published>2010-01-13T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:33:29.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake in Haiti</title><content type='html'>My heart is saddened by the recent news of the massive 7.3 Earthquake that rocked Haiti last night. As i sit here looking at pictures and videos of the event I am looking to the heaven and hear this scripture: Psalm 46:1 - "God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble." What encouragement to me knowing that God is our refuge and strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't want these things to happen but He does use events like this to draw people to him. I am thinking about Pastor Carl and Maya who are missionaries in Haiti. What a job that they have before them. The amount of hurt and hatred for God that will come out of this disaster. But I do have Faith that God will rise above the rubble and wrap his arms around these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also thinking about Compassion International staff and children. These people are so close to my heart because I have a 5 year old sponsor child, Adens, who is in Haiti. I am praying that they are all safe but do know that there may be a chance that some families are not lucky. For those I weep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this event like 9-11 and the Tsunami are wake up calls for the world. This is the time that we need to draw closer to the Lord. We don't know when a event like these could come to our town and city and I pray they never do but I have looked deep into this and have realized that most countries that experience these disasters are not always wealth or well off most of these countries are countries we know that are poor and to some helpless. That is when we need to step in and do something. Please no not sit and do nothing. Pray and reach out because it is our job as Christian to be there for the hurt, lost, the orphans and the widows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and prayers to all you in Haiti! Know that there are people around the world that are praying for your healing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donations: &lt;a href="https://www.compassion.ca/donation.asp?intid=29"&gt;Compassion Canada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/compassion.com"&gt; Compassion International&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-750355047818939154?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/750355047818939154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/earthquake-in-haiti.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/750355047818939154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/750355047818939154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/earthquake-in-haiti.html' title='Earthquake in Haiti'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-7097000920233313239</id><published>2010-01-08T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T07:36:23.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospial Visit</title><content type='html'>Well, I am writing this from a very uncomfortable hospital bed. On Wednesday early morning I began to feel pain in my back and it was so bad that Shawn had to call for the ambulance. I was brought to Labor and Delivery because I was over 24weeks and they needed to make sure I wasn't in labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kassidy is doing great and is still cooking in here little safe place. I however have kidney stones and if you have ever had them you will understand the pain it is. I mean it has knocked me down worse then when I was in labor. I would not wish this on anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor has put me on continuious fluids by IV and pain meds that are safe for Kassidy but gives me the pain relief I need to survive this painful situation. Right now I am missing my little boy more then anything but know that he is safe with Nana. Thank goodness for my family and all those people who are praying for me and baby Kassy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Jennifer~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-7097000920233313239?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7097000920233313239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/hospial-visit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7097000920233313239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7097000920233313239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/hospial-visit.html' title='Hospial Visit'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-643165590758434438</id><published>2010-01-03T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:39:21.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it, we are not only in a new year but a new decade! It is only day 3 of the New Year but I know that this year will be filled with a lot of happiness. Kassidy Faith will be here in our arms in late March, early April. We are anxiously waiting our baby girl. On Saturday we actually had our first 3D ultrasound and all I can say is wow. There was my little girl. She has my nose and my chin and is extremely active. We go back on the 23rd for retakes lol...maybe my little princess will be head down and a little more cooperative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexander will be two in February and is growing like a weed. Although Alexander knows alot of words he is chosing only to use one or two of them at a time. He is now in his big boy room and that is a BIG change for all of us. He sleeps well in it but it is the going to bed we are having issues with. Although I don't mind cuddling him in bed once and a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that last year was a hard year but a year of learning and growing. God has so much in store for the Doiron's and I am completely ready! My relationship with God has become alot stronger and I have learnt a lot about this world and the people in it and it is my desire to make a difference with every step I take. I once heard that There is No Foot print to small to change the world. I want my children to grow up knowing that living the way God wants you to will impact people you don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray that you all have the best of bests in 2010 and many many blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Jennifer~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-643165590758434438?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/643165590758434438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/643165590758434438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/643165590758434438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8945746908031340060</id><published>2010-01-02T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T08:33:27.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Kassidy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sz91SajblAI/AAAAAAAAAV0/OXB40VOCWxA/s1600-h/UCBABY_14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sz91R-c9giI/AAAAAAAAAVk/8a1xXFUWFkw/s320/UCBABY_3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422181428060062242" 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/9100734338995480686-8945746908031340060?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/8945746908031340060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-kassidy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8945746908031340060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8945746908031340060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-kassidy.html' title='Baby Kassidy'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sz91SajblAI/AAAAAAAAAV0/OXB40VOCWxA/s72-c/UCBABY_14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8673103503945009492</id><published>2009-12-27T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:40:19.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today while eating supper my son did the cutest falling asleep scene I have EVER seen. Almost America's funniest quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1ee597b379527f2d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ee597b379527f2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331608622%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A89F104D50939301816ED00D73FBFC4EDF5F309.5DAAB9B5DA96065B0D998C49161D002FC957B59D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ee597b379527f2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcywftVEM0Tk0CPkXoJaiJ983xxw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ee597b379527f2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331608622%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A89F104D50939301816ED00D73FBFC4EDF5F309.5DAAB9B5DA96065B0D998C49161D002FC957B59D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ee597b379527f2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcywftVEM0Tk0CPkXoJaiJ983xxw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-8673103503945009492?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/8673103503945009492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-while-eating-supper-my-son-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8673103503945009492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8673103503945009492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-while-eating-supper-my-son-did.html' title=''/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-4719669143901931568</id><published>2009-12-26T07:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T04:46:32.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas With the Niles-Doiron's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niles Family Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SzYrnVDByqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fc8iwDagwB0/s1600-h/DSCI0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SzYrnVDByqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fc8iwDagwB0/s320/DSCI0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419567156251708066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SzYrnHARVwI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Ws5_lut4Hwg/s1600-h/DSCI0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SzYrnHARVwI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Ws5_lut4Hwg/s320/DSCI0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419567152482047746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SzYrml7HuWI/AAAAAAAAAUs/8YqbbMWpj5s/s1600-h/DSCN0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SzYrml7HuWI/AAAAAAAAAUs/8YqbbMWpj5s/s320/DSCN0420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419567143602076002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SzYrme5Ud6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/qQ1et9QlrW4/s1600-h/DSCI0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SzYrme5Ud6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/qQ1et9QlrW4/s320/DSCI0424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419567141715474338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SzYrlzXhnBI/AAAAAAAAAUc/77lAtH2wk0U/s1600-h/DSCN0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SzYrlzXhnBI/AAAAAAAAAUc/77lAtH2wk0U/s320/DSCN0408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419567130031004690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doiron Family Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Szbbv7QUdDI/AAAAAAAAAVc/BsP1x0btndM/s1600-h/DSCI0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Szbbv7QUdDI/AAAAAAAAAVc/BsP1x0btndM/s320/DSCI0469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419760817993446450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SzbbvWudjAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/evjYQCxHfkw/s1600-h/DSCI0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; 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font-weight: bold;"&gt;   And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger." Luke 2:8-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be safe and know that you are loved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;~Jennifer, Shawn, Alexander and baby Kassidy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-6091782902370243118?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6091782902370243118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6091782902370243118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6091782902370243118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2848498715698007277</id><published>2009-12-22T18:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:58:29.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't believe that it has been 3 years since I lost my two little angels. I remember that day like it was yeaterday. I was excited and nervous because Dec 23rd, 2006 was my 18week ultrasound for baby doiron #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remember when my world came crashing down. As soon as the Radiologist was called in I knew something was wrong. I prayed that it was something like a birth defect or something like that. How wrong I was. As we waited in the ER for the call OBGYN, I felt my heart stop beating. At least that is what I thought it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Dr came in I remember her giving me my options. Natural or D&amp;amp;C. I wanted to say I just wanted my baby but knew I couldn't do that. So I waited to enter the OR. This time around things went a little easier with the wait but the post d&amp;amp;c was even harder then the first. All I did was cry. I screamed out for my baby many time the nurse told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remember the nurse whispering in my ear a little prayer. I was lucky because the nurse that was there my first D&amp;amp;C was my nurse the second round. She had been through the same routine 20 years ago. I knew I wasn't alone yet I felt like I was the only one that matter at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on this loss makes me realize how loved I was. The outpouring of love and support from friends, family and even strangers that heard what happen was amazing. I can remember that Christmas. I tried to put on a happy face but my heart just wasn't in the Christmas spirit. I knew what had happened happened for a reason but I fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn was always by my side holding me and comforting me. I was truly blessed to have a husband who was there with me in it all. I saw him cry real tears with me as when the pain got so hard for me to bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell into a depression that I never thought I would get out of. I started birth control soon after my first dr's appointment after that day and didn't want to get pregnant again for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my family and church that made me realize that just because I lost a child that I couldn't hold didn't make me any less a mother then those around me with children in their arms. I had children. I was a different sort of mother. A mother to heavenly children. I began seeing God in this terrible event. I was able to speak about my losses and my falling apart and in return developed deep friendships with people I never thought I would be friends with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out in May 2007 that I was pregnant once again. I was terrified. We did everything to not get pregnant but God had other plans. Alexander is a gift from God in so many ways. First of all after losses being able to feel a child growing in you is a powerful feeling. Secondly, Alexander shouldn't have survived the first few months. Terrible bleeding due to a tare where the placenta was could have killed him but God was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Alexander is just as determined as he was in the womb. Sometimes I look at that twinkle in his eye and wondering if maybe a little of his heavenly siblings are shining through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are celebrating not the loss of an angel but impact that that one tiny live had on his mommy. I am stronger now because of those losses. I believe that I would not have been able to stand beside Myah and baby Faith like I did if I didn't have these losses. Sometimes out of the most terrible events the greatest joys come out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexander will grow up knowing how precious life is and how much his mommy and daddy love him because he became even more special and perfect because his siblings are looking down on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might weep a little but I know that my babies are in the most perfect place right now. As a watch Alexander grow up and his little sister Kassidy coming into the world I will remember that God is totally in control and we need to take time to make memories and laugh. We need to have true friends to bond with and family to share the memories with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great gift God has given me. Two angels in my heart, one in my arms and one safely growing inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Dear mommy's angels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mommy loves you very much and longs to hold you one day in my arms but until that day that we see each other know that you are in my heart always and as I raise your brother and sister they will know that they are truly special because they are loved here on Earth and in Heaven also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love you always and forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mommy &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9100734338995480686-2848498715698007277?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2848498715698007277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/3-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2848498715698007277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2848498715698007277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/3-years-ago.html' title='3 years ago...'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-5363781883752560725</id><published>2009-12-21T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T07:42:50.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexander James (22months old)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sy-XPZ6PcYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mBkkWDukiyU/s1600-h/DSCI0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sy-XPZ6PcYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mBkkWDukiyU/s320/DSCI0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417715167658996098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sy-XPOrpTtI/AAAAAAAAAUM/CIipT202kaU/s1600-h/DSCI0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sy-XPOrpTtI/AAAAAAAAAUM/CIipT202kaU/s320/DSCI0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417715164644986578" 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/9100734338995480686-5363781883752560725?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/5363781883752560725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/alexander-james-22months-old.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/5363781883752560725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/5363781883752560725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/alexander-james-22months-old.html' title='Alexander James (22months old)'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sy-XPZ6PcYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mBkkWDukiyU/s72-c/DSCI0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-3146205952932167482</id><published>2009-12-18T07:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T07:28:38.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexander's big boy hair cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyufhLLxCvI/AAAAAAAAAUE/RROLsqgkPXA/s1600-h/DSCI0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyufhLLxCvI/AAAAAAAAAUE/RROLsqgkPXA/s320/DSCI0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416598369129794290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Syufg7pPSGI/AAAAAAAAAT8/dvAsV45wuCw/s1600-h/DSCI0088-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Syufg7pPSGI/AAAAAAAAAT8/dvAsV45wuCw/s320/DSCI0088-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416598364958443618" 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/9100734338995480686-3146205952932167482?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/3146205952932167482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/alexanders-big-boy-hair-cut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3146205952932167482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/3146205952932167482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/alexanders-big-boy-hair-cut.html' title='Alexander&apos;s big boy hair cut'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyufhLLxCvI/AAAAAAAAAUE/RROLsqgkPXA/s72-c/DSCI0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6245395027460441535</id><published>2009-12-13T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:08:42.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree Deorating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love this time of year. So many things that families can do together to build relationships and memories! Today after church we started our traditional tree decorating with my parents. Today seems special. Not sure why, maybe because Alexander is at that age where he is learning or if it was just the timing. Alexander was terribly sick with a cold after lunch and we even missed his first Christmas concert but instead we had an amazing night with the family. Decorating the tree, eating pancakes and watching a movie together! PERFECTION...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyWd2lBVzqI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Y_XyA7rD8bM/s1600-h/DSCI0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyWd2lBVzqI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Y_XyA7rD8bM/s320/DSCI0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414907687959121570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyWd2Vq2HRI/AAAAAAAAATs/7sDSJkRZgTk/s1600-h/DSCI0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyWd2Vq2HRI/AAAAAAAAATs/7sDSJkRZgTk/s320/DSCI0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414907683838237970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyWd2AN0FxI/AAAAAAAAATk/wovBLDOEfLg/s1600-h/DSCI0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyWd2AN0FxI/AAAAAAAAATk/wovBLDOEfLg/s320/DSCI0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414907678079325970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyWd1SAQt6I/AAAAAAAAATU/mgL7GXy81CA/s1600-h/DSCI0075+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyWd1SAQt6I/AAAAAAAAATU/mgL7GXy81CA/s320/DSCI0075+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414907665674450850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/9100734338995480686-6245395027460441535?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6245395027460441535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/tree-deorating.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6245395027460441535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6245395027460441535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/tree-deorating.html' title='Tree Deorating!'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyWd2lBVzqI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Y_XyA7rD8bM/s72-c/DSCI0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-4064720081086030004</id><published>2009-12-13T02:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:49:21.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa's visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyS-5tEQ-5I/AAAAAAAAAS8/-CzUlkHiu1Q/s1600-h/santa+visit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyS-5tEQ-5I/AAAAAAAAAS8/-CzUlkHiu1Q/s320/santa+visit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414662550565485458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyS-51eETYI/AAAAAAAAATE/UiyT7MSLgA0/s1600-h/santa+visit+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyS-51eETYI/AAAAAAAAATE/UiyT7MSLgA0/s320/santa+visit+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414662552821190018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyS-6ayOVCI/AAAAAAAAATM/LoAQygOEHqg/s1600-h/me+and+santa+and+kassy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyS-6ayOVCI/AAAAAAAAATM/LoAQygOEHqg/s320/me+and+santa+and+kassy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414662562837845026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every year our family and many others in our area get a visit with Santa a few weeks before Christmas. It is a great time for pictures and memories. This year Alexander was a big boy but was quite nervous about the big guy in the red suit. I love this time of year because it is one of the best times to watch your children start to grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you Santa for the Happy Bread. Our family will share it with love and of course butter and jam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/9100734338995480686-4064720081086030004?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/4064720081086030004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/santas-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4064720081086030004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/4064720081086030004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/santas-visit.html' title='Santa&apos;s visit'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SyS-5tEQ-5I/AAAAAAAAAS8/-CzUlkHiu1Q/s72-c/santa+visit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-8092995310943488119</id><published>2009-12-10T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T08:26:25.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl has a name!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I was planning on waiting until after Christmas to share baby girl doiron's name but after a week of everyone asking the baby's name I have decided I am not as string as I thought I would be so here goes. Baby girl will be names &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kassidy Faith&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Kassidy&lt;/span&gt; is a name that i heard maybe once or twice but it stuck to me! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt; is after Faith Walker who had taught me what the true meaning of "faith" truly meant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-8092995310943488119?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/8092995310943488119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-girl-has-name.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8092995310943488119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/8092995310943488119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-girl-has-name.html' title='Baby Girl has a name!'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6079979087598749988</id><published>2009-12-07T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:28:20.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Brunswick Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sx6VbzmD3YI/AAAAAAAAAS0/n1eD83RWIaU/s1600-h/DSCI0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sx6VbzmD3YI/AAAAAAAAAS0/n1eD83RWIaU/s320/DSCI0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412928107084766594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sx6Vbbv67sI/AAAAAAAAASs/46gM9wHuJGo/s1600-h/DSCI0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sx6Vbbv67sI/AAAAAAAAASs/46gM9wHuJGo/s320/DSCI0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412928100683673282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well the other day we had our first real snow fall of the year! It was so beautiful. It was the type of snow that you can make snowballs with and great Snowman weather. It wasn't too cold and it truly was beautiful.&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/9100734338995480686-6079979087598749988?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6079979087598749988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-brunswick-winter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6079979087598749988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6079979087598749988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-brunswick-winter.html' title='New Brunswick Winter'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/Sx6VbzmD3YI/AAAAAAAAAS0/n1eD83RWIaU/s72-c/DSCI0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-6237920441028843311</id><published>2009-11-23T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T05:13:53.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True meaning of Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas time is just around the corner and I thought that in the rush of the season that there is a lot of things that we forget. Christmas time here in Moncton happens as soon as Halloween is finished. The spooky decorations are suddenly gone and the red and greens start to appear. Santas, snowmen and snow seem to take over the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me my Christmas doesn't start until our annual &lt;a href="http://www.monctonwesleyan.com"&gt;Living Christmas Tree&lt;/a&gt; at the Moncton Wesleyan Church. This huge musical production is maned by over 200+ cast, crew and behind the scenes people. It is an amazing way to start the holiday season. Singing, dancing and people who are desperately in love with God. Although it has secular Christmas tradition involved, our biggest impact is in the second half when the Tree comes alive with voices and we sing the meaning of Christmas we all need to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes through this season even the most devoted Christians get wrapped up into buy gifts and in the end really losing the meaning. I do love recieving gifts but the greatest gifts I have received are not wrapped up in ribbons. They didn't come in boxes or bags and the cost has only been priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000 years ago a little baby was born into a world who in the end put him on a cross to die. This baby was a king but entered our world in a humble setting. Mary a virgin, carried this child with her fiancee Joseph to a town called Bethlahem. This village was so busy that the only place that could house them was a stable filled with animals. There Mary gave birth to her son, Jesus. Our Messiah was born in worse conditions then most of us could imagine. Yet we see that this man never let the world stop him. He made miracles happen, healed the broken and ill and he never once stopped to think about what this would do to him. This baby born 2000 years ago is the most talked about person in the world. This man who came to Earth so that we could live forever has made even the greatest sciencists and professions baffled. When we are ill or dying who is the first person people blame or cry out to? God. God greatest gift to us was his Son Jesus. We celebrate Christmas to remember that if it weren't for this child being born we would not be living today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas our fmaily has deicded instead of the buying everyone gifts traditions that we have had for years we have decided to draw names and only buy for that person. With the money that we save our family is going to help another family this Christmas. What a great tradition to start with my son. I want Alexander to grow up knowing that although gifts are always great to recieve that the greastest gift we could ever recieve is a smile from someone who would not be smiling at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about all the items you own at home. Do you really NEED anything else? What if you took some of the stuff you had and donated them to a local charity? Maybe the gift that you recieve this Christmas is the gift of unending love. I sponsor two beautiful children in latin america. When I recieve their letters and pictures those are the gifts I am going to remember the most. Those are the memories what will NEVER fade. And hopeful when God calls me home He will say to me "Well done good and Faithful servant." What I would give to hear those words from a proud FATHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you have a very Happy Christmas this year. Love one another! And enjoy this time together as family and friends. And don't forget that under the tree should be a special gift not with your name but Jesus' name because Christmas is Christ's birthday party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-6237920441028843311?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/6237920441028843311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/11/true-meaning-of-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6237920441028843311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/6237920441028843311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/11/true-meaning-of-christmas.html' title='True meaning of Christmas'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-7029074264187395924</id><published>2009-11-19T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:27:55.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 139</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Psalm 139&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h5 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; For the director of music. Of David. A psalm. &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  O LORD, you have searched me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;       and you know me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  You know when I sit and when I rise;&lt;br /&gt;       you perceive my thoughts from afar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  You discern my going out and my lying down;&lt;br /&gt;       you are familiar with all my ways. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Before a word is on my tongue&lt;br /&gt;       you know it completely, O LORD. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  You hem me in—behind and before;&lt;br /&gt;       you have laid your hand upon me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,&lt;br /&gt;       too lofty for me to attain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Where can I go from your Spirit?&lt;br /&gt;       Where can I flee from your presence? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  If I go up to the heavens, you are there;&lt;br /&gt;       if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  If I rise on the wings of the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;       if I settle on the far side of the sea, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  even there your hand will guide me,&lt;br /&gt;       your right hand will hold me fast. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me&lt;br /&gt;       and the light become night around me," &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  even the darkness will not be dark to you;&lt;br /&gt;       the night will shine like the day,&lt;br /&gt;       for darkness is as light to you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  For you created my inmost being;&lt;br /&gt;       you knit me together in my mother's womb. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;&lt;br /&gt;       your works are wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;       I know that full well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  My frame was not hidden from you&lt;br /&gt;       when I was made in the secret place.&lt;br /&gt;       When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  your eyes saw my unformed body.&lt;br /&gt;       All the days ordained for me&lt;br /&gt;       were written in your book&lt;br /&gt;       before one of them came to be. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!&lt;br /&gt;       How vast is the sum of them! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Were I to count them,&lt;br /&gt;       they would outnumber the grains of sand.&lt;br /&gt;       When I awake,&lt;br /&gt;       I am still with you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  If only you would slay the wicked, O God!&lt;br /&gt;       Away from me, you bloodthirsty men! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  They speak of you with evil intent;&lt;br /&gt;       your adversaries misuse your name. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  Do I not hate those who hate you, O LORD,&lt;br /&gt;       and abhor those who rise up against you? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  I have nothing but hatred for them;&lt;br /&gt;       I count them my enemies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  Search me, O God, and know my heart;&lt;br /&gt;       test me and know my anxious thoughts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  See if there is any offensive way in me,&lt;br /&gt;       and lead me in the way everlasting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this Psalm, it happens to be one of my favorites and my devotion today. I always thought it amazing that we have a God so awesome that He knows EVERYTHING about us! He is there no matter the situation and know how we feel even when we think know one else knows. I take great joy knowing my life is embrace by a Father so amazing. Can't wait until the day where I can throw my arms around Him and thank Him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Jennifer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-7029074264187395924?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/7029074264187395924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/11/psalm-139.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7029074264187395924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/7029074264187395924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/11/psalm-139.html' title='Psalm 139'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100734338995480686.post-2991836133133170033</id><published>2009-11-19T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T04:42:27.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Forever Child</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago I entered a contest on my friend &lt;a href="http://carleighmckenna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Holly's blog&lt;/a&gt;. I happened to win a beautiful gold pin that says forever in my heart.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SwU7hV-UACI/AAAAAAAAASg/FK6LqobYl7o/s1600/DSCI0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SwU7hV-UACI/AAAAAAAAASg/FK6LqobYl7o/s320/DSCI0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405792371748372514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myforeverchild.com"&gt;My Forever Child&lt;/a&gt; is a online infant and pregnancy loss keepsake site that has many items that you can purchase like pins, necklaces and a lot more. if you have lost a child due to miscarriage, pregnancy or infant loss you know that just a little gift in memory of your child makes the memory of your child come alive. I will wear this pin in memory of my two angels I never got to hold but never will forget. And when someone asks me what it mean I know that I can share the short life of my angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Holly for the gift!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9100734338995480686-2991836133133170033?l=awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/feeds/2991836133133170033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-forever-child.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2991836133133170033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9100734338995480686/posts/default/2991836133133170033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awalkwiththedoirons.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-forever-child.html' title='My Forever Child'/><author><name>mommy_2_alexander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12771302585038139579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/TGU9iadiRuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qYj0iUqyx9A/S220/DSCI2866.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTyEyZ64Xn0/SwU7hV-UACI/AAAAAAAAASg/FK6LqobYl7o/s72-c/DSCI0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
