<?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-8486066569099389008</id><updated>2011-12-23T19:57:45.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cassidee Way</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-350281545052919815</id><published>2011-12-23T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T19:57:45.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kindergarten Queen</title><content type='html'>Cassidee is in Kindergarten this year and is loving it.  She has a fabulous teacher too.&lt;br /&gt;Cassee passed her goal of 30 sight words a few weeks ago.  She's learning so much and loves to read with me.&lt;br /&gt;Her hearing greatly improved due to the little surgery she had done last year.  Her speech has improved a lot too. &lt;br /&gt;A couple months ago it was Cassee's week at school to be spotlighted in her class.&lt;br /&gt;Her teacher sent home a poster that we were supposed to color and fill out.  Some of the sections were name, family, favorite color, favorite food, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Then at the bottom it asked for what she wanted to be when she grew up.  I asked Cassidee that question and she confidently said, "Queen".  I said ok and wrote that down on her poster.  I thought that was a typical answer for a 5 year old. &lt;br /&gt;A few days later I went to the school and chatted with her teacher.  She commented that all the girls that had been spotlighted up until then had all said they wanted to be a "Princess".  Cassee was the first to say Queen. &lt;br /&gt;What a clever little girl!  Go straight to the top!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-350281545052919815?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/350281545052919815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/12/kindergarten-queen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/350281545052919815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/350281545052919815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/12/kindergarten-queen.html' title='The Kindergarten Queen'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-2579294565159331839</id><published>2011-09-04T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T10:00:38.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee's 5 year old pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tweu40izkOk/TmOq5rxuRaI/AAAAAAAABhs/9mqq5S50Pr8/s1600/p10826ta104450_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F9G87XcLXQs/TmOq5T-5FVI/AAAAAAAABhk/X34LimzlUM8/s1600/p10826ta104450_194_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F9G87XcLXQs/TmOq5T-5FVI/AAAAAAAABhk/X34LimzlUM8/s400/p10826ta104450_194_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648546259246060882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-seTYtGBeMD4/TmOq5AtilkI/AAAAAAAABhc/_5ri_T4QAUI/s1600/p10826ta104450_192_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-seTYtGBeMD4/TmOq5AtilkI/AAAAAAAABhc/_5ri_T4QAUI/s400/p10826ta104450_192_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648546254073009730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMUs0MpZNes/TmOq43TGgrI/AAAAAAAABhU/Q4zRLeQ44EU/s1600/p10826ta104450_189_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMUs0MpZNes/TmOq43TGgrI/AAAAAAAABhU/Q4zRLeQ44EU/s400/p10826ta104450_189_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648546251546198706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GF_sHjjnaEk/TmOq4iUq4yI/AAAAAAAABhM/LL5s_QZKcc8/s1600/p10826ta104450_186_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GF_sHjjnaEk/TmOq4iUq4yI/AAAAAAAABhM/LL5s_QZKcc8/s400/p10826ta104450_186_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648546245915632418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tweu40izkOk/TmOq5rxuRaI/AAAAAAAABhs/9mqq5S50Pr8/s1600/p10826ta104450_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tweu40izkOk/TmOq5rxuRaI/AAAAAAAABhs/9mqq5S50Pr8/s400/p10826ta104450_26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648546265633277346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-2579294565159331839?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/2579294565159331839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/09/cassees-5-year-old-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2579294565159331839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2579294565159331839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/09/cassees-5-year-old-pictures.html' title='Cassee&apos;s 5 year old pictures'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F9G87XcLXQs/TmOq5T-5FVI/AAAAAAAABhk/X34LimzlUM8/s72-c/p10826ta104450_194_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-5386934797595733626</id><published>2011-08-18T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T18:48:19.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>Cassidee started Kindergarten this last Monday.  She was very excited.&lt;br /&gt;Here she is ready and waiting at home in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bjIYL1eO1vI/Tk29ezAqF8I/AAAAAAAABfM/yfS3ZqwkEus/s1600/DSC01931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bjIYL1eO1vI/Tk29ezAqF8I/AAAAAAAABfM/yfS3ZqwkEus/s400/DSC01931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642374244951791554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is getting on Miss Elizabeth's bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4985gsElUQ/Tk29eq00ivI/AAAAAAAABfE/mjMPChQ_lsc/s1600/DSC01937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4985gsElUQ/Tk29eq00ivI/AAAAAAAABfE/mjMPChQ_lsc/s400/DSC01937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642374242754661106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mrs. Lopez, her long term sub for one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kfova-rSZiE/Tk29eE9I9dI/AAAAAAAABe0/L4EwfjArIM8/s1600/DSC01940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kfova-rSZiE/Tk29eE9I9dI/AAAAAAAABe0/L4EwfjArIM8/s400/DSC01940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642374232589006290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Mrs. Wagner, the aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nDnH1g7Ii8w/Tk29eTORBXI/AAAAAAAABe8/oMywnUdjc6g/s1600/DSC01939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nDnH1g7Ii8w/Tk29eTORBXI/AAAAAAAABe8/oMywnUdjc6g/s400/DSC01939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642374236418934130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is at the end of the day.  She had lots of fun and knows a couple of the girls in her class already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uAN-ZaU7Sus/Tk29d6JOUII/AAAAAAAABes/mZwn5bkPF1g/s1600/DSC01941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uAN-ZaU7Sus/Tk29d6JOUII/AAAAAAAABes/mZwn5bkPF1g/s400/DSC01941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642374229686898818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah for Cassidee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-5386934797595733626?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/5386934797595733626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-kindergarten.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5386934797595733626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5386934797595733626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='First Day of Kindergarten'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bjIYL1eO1vI/Tk29ezAqF8I/AAAAAAAABfM/yfS3ZqwkEus/s72-c/DSC01931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-5830689823928095653</id><published>2011-06-30T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:42:42.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Broken Arm</title><content type='html'>A few days ago something crazy happened to Cassee.&lt;br /&gt;She was playing with Preston at Jill's house. They were on the bed downstairs. There was a laundry basket and a pillow. Preston did not push her. Cassidee did not fall off the bed. Yet, somehow she fell over the basket and landed on the bed and managed to break her arm! &lt;br /&gt;So now, tomorrow we head to the doctor's office to get a cast put on her arm. It will be water-proof, so hopefully that won't ruin her whole summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-5830689823928095653?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/5830689823928095653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/06/broken-arm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5830689823928095653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5830689823928095653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/06/broken-arm.html' title='A Broken Arm'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-7968769154904115694</id><published>2011-05-29T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:37:08.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassidee's Preschool Graduation</title><content type='html'>Cassidee finished her first full year of preschool at Esperanza Preschool in Farmington in May.&lt;br /&gt;She looked so grown up in her cap and gown.&lt;br /&gt;Here's her class. (And the afternoon kids too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFmqvH6CsOI/TeMqGjb3wFI/AAAAAAAABdA/IcMjW086sbE/s1600/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFmqvH6CsOI/TeMqGjb3wFI/AAAAAAAABdA/IcMjW086sbE/s400/DSC01333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612375852713492562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this small smile I got out of her.  I think I was distracting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcxXMVz0c54/TeMqGfQ4FnI/AAAAAAAABc4/yit0yl4ZNas/s1600/DSC01335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcxXMVz0c54/TeMqGfQ4FnI/AAAAAAAABc4/yit0yl4ZNas/s400/DSC01335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612375851593635442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she's singing a song.  She's very focused on watching her teacher and doing all the right actions.  Her teacher said she was a good example to her class all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uSn_egmgv50/TeMoa0s7GYI/AAAAAAAABcg/JIyWKz4n6uU/s1600/DSC01347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uSn_egmgv50/TeMoa0s7GYI/AAAAAAAABcg/JIyWKz4n6uU/s400/DSC01347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612374001922546050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is getting her "diploma".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6sYfA-oiQE/TeMobsEgIpI/AAAAAAAABcw/FtIeBvggqpk/s1600/DSC01343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6sYfA-oiQE/TeMobsEgIpI/AAAAAAAABcw/FtIeBvggqpk/s400/DSC01343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612374016785392274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GHO-v554hsY/TeMobbOCbhI/AAAAAAAABco/bDbwnLaeuO0/s1600/DSC01345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GHO-v554hsY/TeMobbOCbhI/AAAAAAAABco/bDbwnLaeuO0/s400/DSC01345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612374012261985810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a guitar we made for one of her songs.  All the kids were so funny playing their guitars.  Pink is her favorite color again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5LGH073ZMc/TeMoaoWWv8I/AAAAAAAABcY/uYBrr7_vngs/s1600/DSC01356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5LGH073ZMc/TeMoaoWWv8I/AAAAAAAABcY/uYBrr7_vngs/s400/DSC01356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612373998606663618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's she is showing me her spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jmzVWXVlHm4/TeMnUD-c8XI/AAAAAAAABcA/OS8k3CyljDo/s1600/DSC01360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jmzVWXVlHm4/TeMnUD-c8XI/AAAAAAAABcA/OS8k3CyljDo/s400/DSC01360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612372786251886962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her teacher, Miss Kelly.  She was great.  Cassee loved her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0k0SaFkX240/TeMnS-0aG9I/AAAAAAAABbw/JRFyoul9SU0/s1600/DSC01362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0k0SaFkX240/TeMnS-0aG9I/AAAAAAAABbw/JRFyoul9SU0/s400/DSC01362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612372767687711698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the classroom aides/helpers, Miss Henrietta and Miss Ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0BCah-mK-FQ/TeMnStlAVeI/AAAAAAAABbo/srKt6tTZro4/s1600/DSC01363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0BCah-mK-FQ/TeMnStlAVeI/AAAAAAAABbo/srKt6tTZro4/s400/DSC01363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612372763059705314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and little brothers, Adam and Andrew came to cheer her on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4seBHPInBu8/TeMnUT1Z1qI/AAAAAAAABcI/3Vdslfxa7c8/s1600/DSC01358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4seBHPInBu8/TeMnUT1Z1qI/AAAAAAAABcI/3Vdslfxa7c8/s400/DSC01358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612372790508902050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course Mom too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeghAHf-Lr4/TeMoaXD4gTI/AAAAAAAABcQ/EJzTK4nZoQI/s1600/DSC01364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeghAHf-Lr4/TeMoaXD4gTI/AAAAAAAABcQ/EJzTK4nZoQI/s400/DSC01364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612373993965781298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job Cassidee for all your hard work this year.  You did great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ezj6ihLgog0/TeMnTQObm9I/AAAAAAAABb4/Qoe9zkAX-10/s1600/DSC01361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ezj6ihLgog0/TeMnTQObm9I/AAAAAAAABb4/Qoe9zkAX-10/s400/DSC01361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612372772360264658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now she's all ready for Kindergarten!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-7968769154904115694?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/7968769154904115694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/05/casees-preschool-graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/7968769154904115694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/7968769154904115694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/05/casees-preschool-graduation.html' title='Cassidee&apos;s Preschool Graduation'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFmqvH6CsOI/TeMqGjb3wFI/AAAAAAAABdA/IcMjW086sbE/s72-c/DSC01333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-6578075266663318195</id><published>2011-05-29T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:07:43.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee's 5th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Cassee had her first friend birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;We had about 8 other kids at the house.&lt;br /&gt;Here they are playing with balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wItDT39YCLg/TeMiPWbmLVI/AAAAAAAABag/l553Cygf3mI/s1600/DSC01289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wItDT39YCLg/TeMiPWbmLVI/AAAAAAAABag/l553Cygf3mI/s400/DSC01289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612367207748480338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the table where we decorated flower pots and filled them with candy.  And decorated cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbXol2gw9lU/TeMiPpuuawI/AAAAAAAABao/NJFe3R1vzAA/s1600/DSC01291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbXol2gw9lU/TeMiPpuuawI/AAAAAAAABao/NJFe3R1vzAA/s400/DSC01291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612367212928985858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had "flower" cupcakes for her cake this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvf_Sn2Bw2c/TeMiQNm41YI/AAAAAAAABa4/COrgrodvl14/s1600/DSC01293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvf_Sn2Bw2c/TeMiQNm41YI/AAAAAAAABa4/COrgrodvl14/s400/DSC01293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612367222559790466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the birthday girl with her 5 candles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IqH2e4T2Jx0/TeMiP2OQSEI/AAAAAAAABaw/JvMtLK2xsWI/s1600/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IqH2e4T2Jx0/TeMiP2OQSEI/AAAAAAAABaw/JvMtLK2xsWI/s400/DSC01292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612367216282454082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta love the "blowing-out-the-candles shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARn6oy20yG4/TeMkC2uWxFI/AAAAAAAABbg/473wUFBEzPs/s1600/DSC01294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARn6oy20yG4/TeMkC2uWxFI/AAAAAAAABbg/473wUFBEzPs/s400/DSC01294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612369192102052946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got lots of great gifts from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTsHImg3Qgk/TeMiQpiBwcI/AAAAAAAABbA/QcoyHss1AGU/s1600/DSC01312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTsHImg3Qgk/TeMiQpiBwcI/AAAAAAAABbA/QcoyHss1AGU/s400/DSC01312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612367230055596482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jEREoE4PqS4/TeMkCLiTPEI/AAAAAAAABbI/R0ZW_3r5YkM/s1600/DSC01317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jEREoE4PqS4/TeMkCLiTPEI/AAAAAAAABbI/R0ZW_3r5YkM/s400/DSC01317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612369180508765250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6D3BXGaqFZo/TeMkCjeSmVI/AAAAAAAABbY/Br8BRNuL8RE/s1600/DSC01316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6D3BXGaqFZo/TeMkCjeSmVI/AAAAAAAABbY/Br8BRNuL8RE/s400/DSC01316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612369186934397266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including a t-ball set, bat, balls, and baseball mitt from Mom and Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gJXZ74lxyQw/TeMkCc-CtKI/AAAAAAAABbQ/xAoZY5bounk/s1600/DSC01320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gJXZ74lxyQw/TeMkCc-CtKI/AAAAAAAABbQ/xAoZY5bounk/s400/DSC01320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612369185188525218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's quite the little baseball player already.   Grandpapa's so proud!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Cassidee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-6578075266663318195?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/6578075266663318195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/05/cassees-5th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/6578075266663318195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/6578075266663318195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/05/cassees-5th-birthday.html' title='Cassee&apos;s 5th Birthday'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wItDT39YCLg/TeMiPWbmLVI/AAAAAAAABag/l553Cygf3mI/s72-c/DSC01289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-2232710925971306664</id><published>2011-03-04T12:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T12:20:41.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ16uvjPERo/TXFJYYAF2DI/AAAAAAAABTg/cO_ToOEav_0/s1600/DSC00942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ16uvjPERo/TXFJYYAF2DI/AAAAAAAABTg/cO_ToOEav_0/s400/DSC00942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580322096397277234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TiYUkbK09sk/TXFJYGCHRvI/AAAAAAAABTY/GlEdtb4SXiM/s1600/DSC00943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TiYUkbK09sk/TXFJYGCHRvI/AAAAAAAABTY/GlEdtb4SXiM/s400/DSC00943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580322091573921522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLoBkoi0cK4/TXFJXkDUuMI/AAAAAAAABTQ/8WRlf1Ld_Mg/s1600/DSC00944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLoBkoi0cK4/TXFJXkDUuMI/AAAAAAAABTQ/8WRlf1Ld_Mg/s400/DSC00944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580322082452191426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Cassee told me that Emmalynn was her best friend.  I hope she remembers that when she's 14!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-2232710925971306664?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/2232710925971306664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-sisters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2232710925971306664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2232710925971306664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-sisters.html' title='Best Sisters'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ16uvjPERo/TXFJYYAF2DI/AAAAAAAABTg/cO_ToOEav_0/s72-c/DSC00942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-1190828181546313296</id><published>2011-03-04T12:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T12:16:21.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZFhvQLjHOA/TXFIXgX-ptI/AAAAAAAABTI/4f7lADBcOSY/s1600/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZFhvQLjHOA/TXFIXgX-ptI/AAAAAAAABTI/4f7lADBcOSY/s400/DSC00947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580320981953455826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCrDhOkpETA/TXFIWqaQYFI/AAAAAAAABS4/Q3mZXgOyNeI/s1600/DSC00941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCrDhOkpETA/TXFIWqaQYFI/AAAAAAAABS4/Q3mZXgOyNeI/s400/DSC00941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580320967467491410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nnsADoePXdo/TXFIWYOEnTI/AAAAAAAABSw/z7FpnhogXt0/s1600/DSC00945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nnsADoePXdo/TXFIWYOEnTI/AAAAAAAABSw/z7FpnhogXt0/s400/DSC00945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580320962584550706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OrtvDwlTirY/TXFIV3sAFFI/AAAAAAAABSo/8SYX6ud9ZRs/s1600/DSC00946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OrtvDwlTirY/TXFIV3sAFFI/AAAAAAAABSo/8SYX6ud9ZRs/s400/DSC00946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580320953851712594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6iXjE5E5fGc/TXFIW_t7vTI/AAAAAAAABTA/xAe_-_utscE/s1600/DSC00921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6iXjE5E5fGc/TXFIW_t7vTI/AAAAAAAABTA/xAe_-_utscE/s400/DSC00921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580320973187169586" 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/8486066569099389008-1190828181546313296?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/1190828181546313296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/03/cassee-faces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/1190828181546313296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/1190828181546313296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2011/03/cassee-faces.html' title='Cassee Faces'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZFhvQLjHOA/TXFIXgX-ptI/AAAAAAAABTI/4f7lADBcOSY/s72-c/DSC00947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-6789463725592455745</id><published>2010-11-08T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T13:28:18.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee the Ladybug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TNhqf5T0RRI/AAAAAAAABMI/-XAOdLm9-Gs/s1600/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TNhqf5T0RRI/AAAAAAAABMI/-XAOdLm9-Gs/s400/DSC00497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537292838044452114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Cass decided to be a ladybug for Halloween this year.  Thanks to our neighbors who had a suit big enough.&lt;br /&gt;She was also a ladybug for her first Halloween 4 years ago!  Not sure where that picture is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-6789463725592455745?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/6789463725592455745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/11/cassee-ladybug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/6789463725592455745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/6789463725592455745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/11/cassee-ladybug.html' title='Cassee the Ladybug'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TNhqf5T0RRI/AAAAAAAABMI/-XAOdLm9-Gs/s72-c/DSC00497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-5886467244030113470</id><published>2010-10-10T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T13:51:21.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee and Books</title><content type='html'>Cassee loves books.  She can sit with a pile of books for an hour and "read" through each one.  I recently got a few books with matching CDs.  We put the CD player in her room and showed her how to work it.  She is always going in there to listen to one of the books.&lt;br /&gt;Today right after we got home from church she went in there to "read" a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TLImDYKVZwI/AAAAAAAABKw/AeoaMzUgI44/s1600/DSCF9658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TLImDYKVZwI/AAAAAAAABKw/AeoaMzUgI44/s400/DSCF9658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526521532204279554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TLImC0NkM0I/AAAAAAAABKo/njqbOzZ8aak/s1600/DSCF9659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TLImC0NkM0I/AAAAAAAABKo/njqbOzZ8aak/s400/DSCF9659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526521522554155842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TLIm5I9AbLI/AAAAAAAABK4/nLbEwJI4tOM/s1600/DSCF9660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TLIm5I9AbLI/AAAAAAAABK4/nLbEwJI4tOM/s400/DSCF9660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526522455834782898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have so many books and it makes me so happy to see my kids actually enjoying them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-5886467244030113470?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/5886467244030113470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/10/cassee-and-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5886467244030113470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5886467244030113470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/10/cassee-and-books.html' title='Cassee and Books'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TLImDYKVZwI/AAAAAAAABKw/AeoaMzUgI44/s72-c/DSCF9658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-1521132931494380387</id><published>2010-08-14T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T09:25:21.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Child of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d049ab97c95a1ccd" 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" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd049ab97c95a1ccd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330183078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B6501AF034F02542335C2B6DF92E030BCC8C1F1.496D936A7C6DB29178DD4B9DA69C49459D101D18%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd049ab97c95a1ccd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLllzU76m5Cl-1EMEVcDdJ9k_EhQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Cassee singing "I am a Child of God".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-1521132931494380387?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/1521132931494380387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-child-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/1521132931494380387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/1521132931494380387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-child-of-god.html' title='I am a Child of God'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-6230215352983863199</id><published>2010-08-14T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T09:15:40.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ND Trip</title><content type='html'>Cassee had fun playing with her cousins at Nana and Papa's farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TGa_vzL2-eI/AAAAAAAABBI/GBVUXFpJob8/s1600/DSCF9443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TGa_vzL2-eI/AAAAAAAABBI/GBVUXFpJob8/s400/DSCF9443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505298422421715426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who actually needs to play pool on a pool table??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is the cousin her age.  Here they are playing with his new puzzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TGa_vZfaJMI/AAAAAAAABBA/fCm8cNOtZxw/s1600/DSCF9526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TGa_vZfaJMI/AAAAAAAABBA/fCm8cNOtZxw/s400/DSCF9526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505298415524390082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found some ripe raspberries next to the house.  They were yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TGa_vCsaeHI/AAAAAAAABA4/LWVhR_9prpo/s1600/DSCF9537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TGa_vCsaeHI/AAAAAAAABA4/LWVhR_9prpo/s400/DSCF9537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505298409404921970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to see Grandma Gietzen in the nursing home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TGa_u7FYSZI/AAAAAAAABAw/wyxioP8JyUw/s1600/DSCF9567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TGa_u7FYSZI/AAAAAAAABAw/wyxioP8JyUw/s400/DSCF9567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505298407362152850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TGa_ueotcvI/AAAAAAAABAo/twlksQNKLqI/s1600/DSCF9568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TGa_ueotcvI/AAAAAAAABAo/twlksQNKLqI/s400/DSCF9568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505298399725712114" 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/8486066569099389008-6230215352983863199?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/6230215352983863199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/08/nd-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/6230215352983863199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/6230215352983863199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/08/nd-trip.html' title='ND Trip'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TGa_vzL2-eI/AAAAAAAABBI/GBVUXFpJob8/s72-c/DSCF9443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-8089869062421978236</id><published>2010-07-13T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T17:30:03.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Books</title><content type='html'>Cassee often likes to "read" books to herself.  Today she "read" a book to Adam too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TD0EsVWSieI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/CzghCWcimTQ/s1600/DSCF9391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TD0EsVWSieI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/CzghCWcimTQ/s400/DSCF9391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493552280153262562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TD0ErrzXN-I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/CnQ0aRlq43E/s1600/DSCF9392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TD0ErrzXN-I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/CnQ0aRlq43E/s400/DSCF9392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493552269000914914" 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/8486066569099389008-8089869062421978236?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/8089869062421978236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/07/reading-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/8089869062421978236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/8089869062421978236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/07/reading-books.html' title='Reading Books'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TD0EsVWSieI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/CzghCWcimTQ/s72-c/DSCF9391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-5089059674116495675</id><published>2010-06-09T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T19:11:06.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of summer party!</title><content type='html'>Grandma McDaniel, the grandma from the "Grandma School" that Cassee went to on Friday's threw a "End of School - Start of Summer" party at the pool in Bloomfield.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pics of the kids having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TA_rLr-TkbI/AAAAAAAAA3k/hr8DrIx0goI/s1600/DSCF9245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TA_rLr-TkbI/AAAAAAAAA3k/hr8DrIx0goI/s400/DSCF9245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480857857548325298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TA_rMYlKawI/AAAAAAAAA3s/OeRxuCwwWrI/s1600/DSCF9244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TA_rMYlKawI/AAAAAAAAA3s/OeRxuCwwWrI/s400/DSCF9244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480857869522463490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We love the floaties!  Go Emmee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TA_rNKukY8I/AAAAAAAAA30/18CfCTK5HhE/s1600/DSCF9243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TA_rNKukY8I/AAAAAAAAA30/18CfCTK5HhE/s400/DSCF9243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480857882983687106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Shauna for holding Cassee the whole time.  Cassee is happy in the water, if and only if someone holds her the WHOLE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TA_rOC6qKAI/AAAAAAAAA38/WskKIw857sk/s1600/DSCF9242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TA_rOC6qKAI/AAAAAAAAA38/WskKIw857sk/s400/DSCF9242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480857898066782210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam jumped right in before anyone noticed.  Good thing there were people near us watching.  They rescued him before I even realized he'd jumped in!!&lt;br /&gt;He sure loves his Daddy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-5089059674116495675?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/5089059674116495675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/06/start-of-summer-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5089059674116495675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5089059674116495675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/06/start-of-summer-party.html' title='Start of summer party!'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/TA_rLr-TkbI/AAAAAAAAA3k/hr8DrIx0goI/s72-c/DSCF9245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-1450795360198935920</id><published>2010-05-18T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:00:02.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Graduation 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S_MaizrnC8I/AAAAAAAAA0U/UrIqvKHmYms/s1600/DSCF9095.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S_MaizrnC8I/AAAAAAAAA0U/UrIqvKHmYms/s320/DSCF9095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472747157476281282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was Cassee's preschool's graduation day.  Since she is going back in the fall, she didn't really "graduate" like the other kids in her class. (The ones sitting behind her with a little cap and gown.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S_Mag1M8oPI/AAAAAAAAAz0/8EpYMwZe4HU/s1600/DSCF9086.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S_Mag1M8oPI/AAAAAAAAAz0/8EpYMwZe4HU/s320/DSCF9086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472747123524804850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They sang a few songs, which Cassee claimed not to know and therefore couldn't sing along.  Yeah, right!&lt;br /&gt;This is her little certificate for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S_MahSMZWYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/p-ptl_x43Sw/s1600/DSCF9089.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S_MahSMZWYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/p-ptl_x43Sw/s320/DSCF9089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472747131307121026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the aids in her classroom.  Miss Dessie on the left and Miss Sheri on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S_Mah-2F8mI/AAAAAAAAA0E/e1vB8MC4QVY/s1600/DSCF9090.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S_Mah-2F8mI/AAAAAAAAA0E/e1vB8MC4QVY/s320/DSCF9090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472747143293170274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is her teacher Miss Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S_MaiXtWIsI/AAAAAAAAA0M/bRygJ9ADIAc/s1600/DSCF9096.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S_MaiXtWIsI/AAAAAAAAA0M/bRygJ9ADIAc/s320/DSCF9096.JPG" alt="" 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title='Preschool Graduation 2010'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S_MaizrnC8I/AAAAAAAAA0U/UrIqvKHmYms/s72-c/DSCF9095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-4517952070913612663</id><published>2010-05-15T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T18:26:20.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee's 4th Birthday video clip2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d72260d2f3bb9726" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/05/cassees-4th-birthday-video-clip2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/4517952070913612663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/4517952070913612663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/05/cassees-4th-birthday-video-clip2.html' title='Cassee&apos;s 4th Birthday video clip2'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-4935702992080205071</id><published>2010-05-15T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T18:26:44.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee's 4th birthday Video clip 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c5ace42b50383d9c" 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" 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href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/05/cassees-4th-birthday-vidoe-clips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/4935702992080205071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/4935702992080205071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/05/cassees-4th-birthday-vidoe-clips.html' title='Cassee&apos;s 4th birthday Video clip 1'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-1237041574484647004</id><published>2010-05-15T16:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T16:23:58.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Cassee turning 4!</title><content type='html'>Cassee had a quiet little party at home for her real birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Due to the fact that we don't have a kitchen right now, I had to buy a cake at the store.  This is what Cassee picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-8rvQDya3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/v_aBRIhTX0w/s1600/DSCF9073.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-8rvQDya3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/v_aBRIhTX0w/s320/DSCF9073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471640163043142514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She blew out the candles all by herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-8ruwbalvI/AAAAAAAAAzc/AZmOoa3Y8DQ/s1600/DSCF9074.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-8ruwbalvI/AAAAAAAAAzc/AZmOoa3Y8DQ/s320/DSCF9074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471640154552309490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got most of her presents in Utah over the previous weekend, but we saved a few from Mom and Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Here's "The Prince" from SnowWhite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-8ruDtoctI/AAAAAAAAAzM/06mPBss6Q40/s1600/DSCF9078.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-8ruDtoctI/AAAAAAAAAzM/06mPBss6Q40/s320/DSCF9078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471640142549119698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is a little table with two chairs.  It has a dry erase marker topper abilities.  FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-8rukgYPaI/AAAAAAAAAzU/BtoUnVpDrBY/s1600/DSCF9077.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-8rukgYPaI/AAAAAAAAAzU/BtoUnVpDrBY/s320/DSCF9077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471640151351901602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And thanks to Uncle Dennis and Aunt Karen for the card and money gift!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-1237041574484647004?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/1237041574484647004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-of-cassee-turning-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/1237041574484647004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/1237041574484647004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-of-cassee-turning-4.html' title='More of Cassee turning 4!'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-8rvQDya3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/v_aBRIhTX0w/s72-c/DSCF9073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-8307932490858765619</id><published>2010-05-11T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T12:21:30.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee's Utah Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Cassidee's 4th birthday in Utah over Mother's Day with the Riskedahl side of the family.  Cassee's cousin, Sam, is only 11 days younger.  So as usual they got to share a party celebration!&lt;br /&gt;They are pretty cute together when they play.  Here they are looking a books together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-mrnzWcZgI/AAAAAAAAAxU/7j1ZC9HRsEQ/s1600/DSCF9047.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-mrnzWcZgI/AAAAAAAAAxU/7j1ZC9HRsEQ/s320/DSCF9047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470091922705769986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Papa giving horsey rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-mroZfwKgI/AAAAAAAAAxc/H6O60QZ51c4/s1600/DSCF9049.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-mroZfwKgI/AAAAAAAAAxc/H6O60QZ51c4/s320/DSCF9049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470091932945361410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They actually got leftover Kylee-baptism-cake for their cake.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares as long as you can stick candles in, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-mrow9n3UI/AAAAAAAAAxk/cObWEjWsqew/s1600/DSCF9051.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-mrow9n3UI/AAAAAAAAAxk/cObWEjWsqew/s320/DSCF9051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470091939244662082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam decided they needed a little help blowing out their whoppin' 4 candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-mrpf_azoI/AAAAAAAAAxs/x02xNOaX3r8/s1600/DSCF9053.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-mrpf_azoI/AAAAAAAAAxs/x02xNOaX3r8/s320/DSCF9053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470091951868661378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What four year old doesn't love presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-mrp763EsI/AAAAAAAAAx0/9c0D36d22Dw/s1600/DSCF9054.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-mrp763EsI/AAAAAAAAAx0/9c0D36d22Dw/s320/DSCF9054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470091959365735106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-msTPgJCMI/AAAAAAAAAx8/n2jMt9f92jI/s1600/DSCF9055.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-msTPgJCMI/AAAAAAAAAx8/n2jMt9f92jI/s320/DSCF9055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470092668997011650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were so cute.  They actually took turns opening their presents one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-msTjjlhNI/AAAAAAAAAyE/FAtkc2OgzCc/s1600/DSCF9056.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-msTjjlhNI/AAAAAAAAAyE/FAtkc2OgzCc/s320/DSCF9056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470092674380170450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for the new nightgown Ronda.  She loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the other new nightgown Jill.  She loves that one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-msU-LVhhI/AAAAAAAAAyU/vHm4yIvrPWA/s1600/DSCF9058.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-msU-LVhhI/AAAAAAAAAyU/vHm4yIvrPWA/s320/DSCF9058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470092698706085394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Aunt Sally for the fun hat and other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-msUckh1mI/AAAAAAAAAyM/9pmubEywMg4/s1600/DSCF9060.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-msUckh1mI/AAAAAAAAAyM/9pmubEywMg4/s320/DSCF9060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470092689684944482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Nana and Papa for your gifts too!&lt;br /&gt;And Grandmama, who took Cassee shopping the next morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-8307932490858765619?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/8307932490858765619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/05/cassees-utah-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/8307932490858765619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/8307932490858765619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/05/cassees-utah-birthday-party.html' title='Cassee&apos;s Utah Birthday Party'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S-mrnzWcZgI/AAAAAAAAAxU/7j1ZC9HRsEQ/s72-c/DSCF9047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-4546217874826855355</id><published>2010-04-25T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T14:36:46.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eperanza Preschool</title><content type='html'>I started the process of having Cassee screened for preschool in Feb. hoping to be able to get her into a fall class.  We found some hearing problems in the process and found she also qualifies for articulation speech therapy.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of waiting until fall, the teachers at the school decided to start her immediately.  She goes on Mondays and Thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;This is Cassee (by the front door of our home) on her first day of preschool on April 12, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S9S0BlMzFNI/AAAAAAAAAtk/gZH8ZFz8ObY/s1600/DSCF8943.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S9S0BlMzFNI/AAAAAAAAAtk/gZH8ZFz8ObY/s320/DSCF8943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464190187165914322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This in the front door to the preschool.  Adam helped her get to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S9S0CG81QsI/AAAAAAAAAts/TKjxgoqiuTA/s1600/DSCF8944.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S9S0CG81QsI/AAAAAAAAAts/TKjxgoqiuTA/s320/DSCF8944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464190196225753794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Cassee at the door to her new classroom.  Her teacher was actually sick that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S9S0CrIO_PI/AAAAAAAAAt0/rAtxbpa26rQ/s1600/DSCF8945.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S9S0CrIO_PI/AAAAAAAAAt0/rAtxbpa26rQ/s320/DSCF8945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464190205937253618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves to go to preschool.  She was supposed to ride a bus, but because of the distance and other schedules, she would only be able to ride if she was in the morning class, which she is not.  So, for the rest of this year, I will drive her every time.  Next fall they will put her in the morning class and then she will get to ride the bus.  She is VERY excited to ride the bus!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-4546217874826855355?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/4546217874826855355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/04/eperanza-preschool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/4546217874826855355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/4546217874826855355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/04/eperanza-preschool.html' title='Eperanza Preschool'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S9S0BlMzFNI/AAAAAAAAAtk/gZH8ZFz8ObY/s72-c/DSCF8943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-4745523976558345720</id><published>2010-03-20T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:44:44.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Noodles</title><content type='html'>Last night Mommy was lazy about making dinner, so the kids had one of those 'Cup o' Noodles'.  There is broth in it, so they had a spoon to eat their noodles.  However, the noodles are rather long and tend to slide off before reaching the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Cassee fixed that problem.  At one point in the meal I looked over and saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S6UV8cEgMgI/AAAAAAAAAlU/sVXE98XjowA/s1600-h/DSCF8750.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S6UV8cEgMgI/AAAAAAAAAlU/sVXE98XjowA/s320/DSCF8750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450787052073267714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her method of fixing the 'noodle-falling-off-the-spoon-problem'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny to us, we had to take a picture.  Of course this snowballed into Emmalynn and Adam wanting to eat their noodles that way with a picture taken to accompany it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S6UV7jcbVfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/dTDnufmPaDI/s1600-h/DSCF8756.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S6UV7jcbVfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/dTDnufmPaDI/s320/DSCF8756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450787036872791538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S6UV87HDvdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/7N1ytwxQ9Yo/s1600-h/DSCF8752.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S6UV87HDvdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/7N1ytwxQ9Yo/s320/DSCF8752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450787060405485010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the best of dinner manners, but it did make dinner more fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-4745523976558345720?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/4745523976558345720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/03/eating-noodles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/4745523976558345720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/4745523976558345720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/03/eating-noodles.html' title='Eating Noodles'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S6UV8cEgMgI/AAAAAAAAAlU/sVXE98XjowA/s72-c/DSCF8750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-5001347468649518189</id><published>2010-03-12T12:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T12:47:14.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching and Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S5qn4BGwHrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/z7o-RTkmOzQ/s1600-h/DSCF8736.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S5qn4BGwHrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/z7o-RTkmOzQ/s320/DSCF8736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447851280069303986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a typical scene in the morning and in the afternoon.  Adam and Cassidee love to watch for the bus.  Also, they are very excited every afternoon for Emmee to get home from school.  (If only that love and excitement would last for many more years to come!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-5001347468649518189?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/5001347468649518189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/03/watching-and-waiting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5001347468649518189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5001347468649518189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/03/watching-and-waiting.html' title='Watching and Waiting'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S5qn4BGwHrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/z7o-RTkmOzQ/s72-c/DSCF8736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-680538193175005886</id><published>2010-03-04T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:15:48.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool for Cassidee</title><content type='html'>Hurray!  Hurray!!&lt;br /&gt;Cassee qualified for the school district's preschool program!  After Cassee's articulation screening, in which the lady recorded Cassee and her's conversation, she decided she couldn't understand enough of Cassee's words.  (I'm glad she couldn't, because no one else can either.)&lt;br /&gt;So, not only will we not have to pay for preschool for Cassee, she also gets speech therapy and they bus her to the preschool, I won't have to take her everyday that she goes!  Bonus for mommy!!&lt;br /&gt;We still need to see an ENT to find out what is preventing her eardrums from responding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-680538193175005886?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/680538193175005886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/03/preschool-for-cassidee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/680538193175005886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/680538193175005886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/03/preschool-for-cassidee.html' title='Preschool for Cassidee'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-4112572517179385917</id><published>2010-02-27T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T14:19:53.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee's Ears - Update 1</title><content type='html'>We went to an audiologist on Wed.  She found the same results.  After cleaning out Cassee's ears (which took almost an hour for both ears - thanks to Papa for having very small ear canals) the Audiologist did an ear drum test.&lt;br /&gt;Cassee's ear drums didn't respond any better when clean vs. ful of wax.  Therefore, we are now going to an ENT (ear, nose and throat doctor) to see what he has to say!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this next week we will hear back from the articulation screening too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-4112572517179385917?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/4112572517179385917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/02/cassees-ears-update-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/4112572517179385917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/4112572517179385917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/02/cassees-ears-update-1.html' title='Cassee&apos;s Ears - Update 1'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-2746249281040517482</id><published>2010-02-23T18:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:28:15.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee's Ears</title><content type='html'>We've had a speech screening for Cassee done for preschool this fall.  She didn't pass the hearing tests (she's now had two).  It could be why she doesn't annunciate her consonant sounds when she talks.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning she has her articulation screening to see if she qualifies for the district preschool (FREE!) and in the afternoon she sees the audiologist at the hospital.  (We were scheduled for the 4th of May, but today they had a cancellation for tomorrow!!)&lt;br /&gt;We'll keep everyone updated on the "Hearing of Cassidee" Saga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-2746249281040517482?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/2746249281040517482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/02/cassee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2746249281040517482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2746249281040517482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/02/cassee.html' title='Cassee&apos;s Ears'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-494714317869538226</id><published>2010-01-25T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T14:58:48.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee Outfits</title><content type='html'>Cassidee truly has her own way of how she wants to be dressed.  I can only make her change to normal clothes when we actually leave the house.  I won't take her otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;She loves play dress up clothes, but she loves real clothes too, maybe even more.  She just doesn't wear them appropriately all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S14fN-BlIaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4NwbA3BT2us/s1600-h/DSCF8584.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S14fN-BlIaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4NwbA3BT2us/s320/DSCF8584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430812525503783330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she is wearing a slip.  She loves this slip and has worn it for the past week.  (It came to us the night before Julia's wedding thank to Dorothy and Holly, who had outgrown it, to Emmalynn to wear under her dress.  It now fits Cassee very well.)  She wears it under her clothes, over her clothes, all by itself (quite often) and has worn it under her pj's the last few nights.  She also loves to wear tights.  She wore those black tights to church yesterday, all day long and to bed with her slip and nightgown.  She hasn't taken them off yet today and it's already almost 4 o'clock pm.&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell but she also has on a black and orange Halloween skirt under her slip.  She's wearing a shirt over the top because she was complaining to me earlier that she was cold.  Imagine that!  I told her to put a shirt on and that's what she picked.  How warm huh?&lt;br /&gt;She also loves her white sandals that she got from Grandmama for her birthday last year.  She would wear them everywhere if I would let her.&lt;br /&gt;Here she is in her latest and greatest nightgown (from the Ryan's for Christmas, good job Dorothy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S14hPf0tUYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/7AG4oBxzhXc/s1600-h/DSCF8577.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/S14hPf0tUYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/7AG4oBxzhXc/s320/DSCF8577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430814750779724162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you look closely you can see the pink lip gloss that she applied all over Adam's head and hair.  How nice for her to have someone to let her practice on them!  I wonder how long he'll last as her practice dummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-494714317869538226?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/494714317869538226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/01/cassee-outfits.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/494714317869538226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/494714317869538226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/01/cassee-outfits.html' title='Cassee Outfits'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/S14fN-BlIaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4NwbA3BT2us/s72-c/DSCF8584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-7326811457338347815</id><published>2010-01-14T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T10:45:30.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Someday my Prince will come..."</title><content type='html'>This  morning Cassee started singing this song.  When I tried to sing with her she said, "No, like this."  And she sang it again swaying to the song with her arms also dancing to the song.  She does love SnowWhite!  (Sorry about the darkness.  This was in my bedroom and our three light-bulbed fixture has two bulbs burned out!  How many Joneses does it take to change a light bulb?  Apparently more than the five that live here!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6546a8fdd303e6d" 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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06546a8fdd303e6d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330183078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8381EED29B3477BE789E3AC2E2C567DA266DAFEC.143025E31B835084CB335A3880FF4729A08144DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6546a8fdd303e6d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYH2ySi1cY-vw0kJ5Bba95k7g-8w&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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06546a8fdd303e6d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330183078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8381EED29B3477BE789E3AC2E2C567DA266DAFEC.143025E31B835084CB335A3880FF4729A08144DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6546a8fdd303e6d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYH2ySi1cY-vw0kJ5Bba95k7g-8w&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/8486066569099389008-7326811457338347815?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/7326811457338347815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/01/someday-my-prince-will-come.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/7326811457338347815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/7326811457338347815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/01/someday-my-prince-will-come.html' title='&quot;Someday my Prince will come...&quot;'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-5144315722971934713</id><published>2010-01-08T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:49:39.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Mac</title><content type='html'>Cassee has found another grandma.  And she loves her already.&lt;br /&gt;A woman at church called and told me she has a little grandma school.  She does it to spend time with her 3 year old granddaughter Claire (a little girl from church that Cassee plays with) while her 4 year old sister is at preschool.  She just does it Friday mornings from 8:30 to 11:00 am.  She has another little girl from church join as well whose grandmas also live far away. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Grandma Mac (McDaniel) called to invite Cassee to join her grandma school.  Today Cassee went.  They did puzzles, talked about snowmen and snow, made footprints in the snow and cut snowflakes with scissors.  They also sing and have snacks too.  Cassee had a lot of fun and is already calling this woman grandma.  I'm so glad Cassee has a weekly outing now.  She needs to play with friends and learn to talk better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-5144315722971934713?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/5144315722971934713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/01/grandma-mac.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5144315722971934713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5144315722971934713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2010/01/grandma-mac.html' title='Grandma Mac'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-3396954202990738288</id><published>2009-12-03T20:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:36:07.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scissor fun!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was in my room when Adam burst through the door.  He paused long enough for Cassee to reach out with a scissors and snip his hair.  I freaked.  Then I looked at his hair, it was not the first snip.  Then I looked at Cassee.  It was not the second snip!&lt;br /&gt;This is what she looked like after she gave herself a haircut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiMhozLEKI/AAAAAAAAAZU/ev9ezl6eOjI/s1600-h/DSCF8302.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiMhozLEKI/AAAAAAAAAZU/ev9ezl6eOjI/s320/DSCF8302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411229461801275554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice mullet huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiMiKKUdPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Wx1smeeFAKo/s1600-h/DSCF8303.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiMiKKUdPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Wx1smeeFAKo/s320/DSCF8303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411229470756730098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiMijh-ZLI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ek0IaGtWR6o/s1600-h/DSCF8304.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiMijh-ZLI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ek0IaGtWR6o/s320/DSCF8304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411229477566833842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It actually looks better on the pictures than it did in real life.  I cried, it looked so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiMjP6uR-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/_GsGwhAXCnc/s1600-h/DSCF8306.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiMjP6uR-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/_GsGwhAXCnc/s320/DSCF8306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411229489481795554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I forgot my camera at the salon but this is Cassee after the official haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiQOk2mMnI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/biJ9BV_BM-8/s1600-h/DSCF8310.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiQOk2mMnI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/biJ9BV_BM-8/s320/DSCF8310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411233532370891378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiQPgCfUWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/oe1HKoYWb60/s1600-h/DSCF8311.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiQPgCfUWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/oe1HKoYWb60/s320/DSCF8311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411233548258464098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiQOIbYxtI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ajAMhUv_-3A/s1600-h/DSCF8309.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiQOIbYxtI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ajAMhUv_-3A/s320/DSCF8309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411233524740572882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hair cutter person did a good job of covering up her "bald spots".&lt;br /&gt;It will look okay only if I blow dry it and curl it.  I actually had to buy the right size curling iron.  This better never happen again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-3396954202990738288?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/3396954202990738288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/12/scissor-fun.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/3396954202990738288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/3396954202990738288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/12/scissor-fun.html' title='Scissor fun!!!'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SxiMhozLEKI/AAAAAAAAAZU/ev9ezl6eOjI/s72-c/DSCF8302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-8287574273940795026</id><published>2009-10-21T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:16:42.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee at the Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>Here's Cassee at the Sutherland Farms pumpkin patch. &lt;br /&gt;They have a big sign, so you can see how much you grow from year to year.&lt;br /&gt;(sorry it's sideways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/St9ceM2gEzI/AAAAAAAAAYU/jASFSSt-21o/s1600-h/DSCF8059.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/St9ceM2gEzI/AAAAAAAAAYU/jASFSSt-21o/s320/DSCF8059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395132552528794418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassee took a while to warm up (as usual).  She didn't actually play in the corn pit.  But at least I got her to sit on the edge and smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/St9cepUNNUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/vDjfYgJ_cLg/s1600-h/DSCF8064.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/St9cepUNNUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/vDjfYgJ_cLg/s320/DSCF8064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395132560169579842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also wouldn't go out into the pumpkin patch to get her little pumpkin.  Mommy had to find her one.  She did hold it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/St9cfEtYv_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/s6jGM6PHm_8/s1600-h/DSCF8067.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/St9cfEtYv_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/s6jGM6PHm_8/s320/DSCF8067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395132567522951154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the little "train" ride.  She loved it.  Of course this was towards the end of our time there and she had finally warmed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/St9cfYcwrZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7DzM4KsCTYc/s1600-h/DSCF8072.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/St9cfYcwrZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7DzM4KsCTYc/s320/DSCF8072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395132572821925266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She liked the chickens and actually let me take a picture of her standing near them.  She refused to go remotely close to the goats.  The bigger, the more intimidating I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/St9cf4B1gnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/bvXFoyNinsM/s1600-h/DSCF8075.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/St9cf4B1gnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/bvXFoyNinsM/s320/DSCF8075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395132581298930290" 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/8486066569099389008-8287574273940795026?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/8287574273940795026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/cassee-at-pumpkin-patch.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/8287574273940795026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/8287574273940795026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/cassee-at-pumpkin-patch.html' title='Cassee at the Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/St9ceM2gEzI/AAAAAAAAAYU/jASFSSt-21o/s72-c/DSCF8059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-3200569740869203065</id><published>2009-10-17T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:38:44.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee Finds the Costumes!</title><content type='html'>We put the Halloween decor/costume tubs in the living room.  Cassee had to try on ALL the costumes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassidee the Pirate: Aarrgg, give me your candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/StopnkqBH8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/3quer7HA250/s1600-h/DSCF8030.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/StopnkqBH8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/3quer7HA250/s320/DSCF8030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393669263561138114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cute Little Ladybug:  (They don't say anything!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/StopoK-UsyI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9OXoJbpKWIA/s1600-h/DSCF8031.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/StopoK-UsyI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9OXoJbpKWIA/s320/DSCF8031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393669273846854434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fuzzy Yellow Chick:  Cheep Cheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/StopooZX32I/AAAAAAAAAWs/RTwrcJ-oe5s/s1600-h/DSCF8033.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/StopooZX32I/AAAAAAAAAWs/RTwrcJ-oe5s/s320/DSCF8033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393669281744936802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pretty Pink Princess: Can I have all your candy since I'm a princess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/Stopo0p9lrI/AAAAAAAAAW0/RJ2NZBJfXcE/s1600-h/DSCF8036.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/Stopo0p9lrI/AAAAAAAAAW0/RJ2NZBJfXcE/s320/DSCF8036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393669285035742898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ugly Mean Witch:  Heeheehee, I'll get you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/StoppdO-vII/AAAAAAAAAW8/sbKsI3Mp2mA/s1600-h/DSCF8037.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/StoppdO-vII/AAAAAAAAAW8/sbKsI3Mp2mA/s320/DSCF8037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393669295928425602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any opinions of what she should be??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-3200569740869203065?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/3200569740869203065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/cassee-finds-costumes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/3200569740869203065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/3200569740869203065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/cassee-finds-costumes.html' title='Cassee Finds the Costumes!'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/StopnkqBH8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/3quer7HA250/s72-c/DSCF8030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-5373929978987508048</id><published>2009-10-08T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:40:57.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Speech Impediment</title><content type='html'>As with many three year olds, not all consonant sounds come out as intended.&lt;br /&gt;One that we constantly notice that Cassee has trouble saying is the F sound.  Words like Father comes out 'Hodder', and funny (which she says a lot) comes out 'hunny'.&lt;br /&gt;Today we ate a plum for lunch.  When Cassee said the word plum, it came out fum or flum.  I laughed.  Here comes the F sound on the wrong word. &lt;br /&gt;She says H sounds for the F's, and F sounds for the P's. &lt;br /&gt;This is going to take some work!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-5373929978987508048?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/5373929978987508048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/speech-impediment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5373929978987508048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5373929978987508048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/speech-impediment.html' title='The Speech Impediment'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-3410049699817171278</id><published>2009-10-06T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:43:55.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bookworm</title><content type='html'>I was unpacking all the boxes of books (Thanks to Julia for packing most of them!) and trying to organize them so I could figure out which bookshelf to put them on.  I took a small break (for my legs!) and this is what I found when I got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/Ssuq9vpKnzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/l5UdxOk-ids/s1600-h/DSCF7993.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/Ssuq9vpKnzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/l5UdxOk-ids/s320/DSCF7993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389589356816801586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassee loves books and can entertain herself "reading" books for up to a whole hour sometimes.  Here she found a stack of Arthur books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/Ssuq-HVGsOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/23GfgOc-d8Y/s1600-h/DSCF7994.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/Ssuq-HVGsOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/23GfgOc-d8Y/s320/DSCF7994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389589363175108834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even might the mess she made!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this is a sign that she will love to read as she gets older and goes to school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-3410049699817171278?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/3410049699817171278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/bookworm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/3410049699817171278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/3410049699817171278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/bookworm.html' title='The Bookworm'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/Ssuq9vpKnzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/l5UdxOk-ids/s72-c/DSCF7993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-5674711259598480999</id><published>2009-10-05T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:40:12.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee Flying on (and off) the Treadmill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SspI2j-ez3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ydYB09GKdZY/s1600-h/DSCF8003.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SspI2j-ez3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ydYB09GKdZY/s320/DSCF8003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389200006309662578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A treadmill you say?  I didn't know Dan and Leesa had a treadmill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we got it with the house.  It was left in the garage.  Now that we own the house, we figured we also own the treadmill too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put it in our master bedroom.  It runs great too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentally imagine this:&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the shower (in the bathroom off the master bedroom, with the door open).  I'm almost done.  I hear Cassee screaming and a quick repeated thump, thump, thump.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a minute to register to the brain what I'm actually hearing.&lt;br /&gt;I run out of the shower, through the bathroom and across the bedroom (completely naked and dripping wet!)&lt;br /&gt;Cassee has turned on the treadmill and pushed 7 (which is equivalent to a 8 1/2 minute mile).  She is desperately hanging onto the bar across the top and running as fast as her little legs can possibly go.  (and screaming her head off in a panicked terrified voice.)  She slips and falls off the side just before I reach the STOP button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got two nasty rug burns, or should I say belt-from-a-treadmill burn.  One on her elbow and one on her foot.&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of her battle wounds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SspI2NzJoVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/BtK1jrLNL80/s1600-h/DSCF8001.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SspI2NzJoVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/BtK1jrLNL80/s320/DSCF8001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389200000356557138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture doesn't do justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that the same thing happened yesterday.  She and Emmalynn were on the treadmill and she pushed the 7.  They were both running as fast as they could, hanging onto the bar, and screaming.  I was next to them on the bed and immediately hit the stop button.  Neither of them fell, but it shook them up a little.  I gave them a little lecture and assumed they wouldn't do that again.  (As usual I now think of Dan's favorite saying, "Never ASSUME anything, it only makes an a-- out of U and Me."  Yeah, yeah, what was I thinking?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-5674711259598480999?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/5674711259598480999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/cassee-flying-on-and-off-treadmill.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5674711259598480999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5674711259598480999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/cassee-flying-on-and-off-treadmill.html' title='Cassee Flying on (and off) the Treadmill'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SspI2j-ez3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ydYB09GKdZY/s72-c/DSCF8003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-1260260536987076337</id><published>2009-10-02T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:10:37.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hip Swinger</title><content type='html'>Cassee found a little key chain that plays a song.  She was shaking her hips all day as she played it over and over again.  She's got quite the hip action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6dbb739c0fcebf32" 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://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6dbb739c0fcebf32%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330183078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D557577F5D2EE9B1195FE1A1CF4D1AC1E0FD9425B.65849522A60E1BD5A6C61CE0BF308350B0B44836%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6dbb739c0fcebf32%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D56QBNUegS6sbykK_Dfiw8MXc4nU&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://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6dbb739c0fcebf32%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330183078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D557577F5D2EE9B1195FE1A1CF4D1AC1E0FD9425B.65849522A60E1BD5A6C61CE0BF308350B0B44836%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6dbb739c0fcebf32%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D56QBNUegS6sbykK_Dfiw8MXc4nU&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/8486066569099389008-1260260536987076337?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/1260260536987076337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/hip-swinger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/1260260536987076337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/1260260536987076337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/10/hip-swinger.html' title='The Hip Swinger'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-635198771133896864</id><published>2009-09-29T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:44:57.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee's Dinner Prayer</title><content type='html'>Cassee is usually pretty consistent in what she says in her prayers.  She blesses everyone to be safe, go to school and work, and to be "sick all better".&lt;br /&gt;Tonight she threw us off when she added something to our dinner meal prayer.&lt;br /&gt;She said her usual, then she added, "Bless us to have cookies and donuts."&lt;br /&gt;Dan and I looked at each other and smiled.  Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;Pause.&lt;br /&gt;"And suckers."&lt;br /&gt;A bigger smile and inward chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;Pause.&lt;br /&gt;"And candy."&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't help it, laugh out loud. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;She's catching on, smart kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-635198771133896864?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/635198771133896864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/cassees-dinner-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/635198771133896864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/635198771133896864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/cassees-dinner-prayer.html' title='Cassee&apos;s Dinner Prayer'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-2652538174685718687</id><published>2009-09-29T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:43:07.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Eat Anymore</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we made a trip to St. George, Utah.  It took about 7 1/2 hours there and 7 1/2 hours back.  We left on Friday afternoon and came back on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Half way home I pulled out a bag of pretzel sticks, the small ones.  Cassee asked for a handful.  I gave her a good handful, maybe 10 to 15 sticks.&lt;br /&gt;About a half hour later (she was also watching a movie at the time) she says, "Mommy, I can't eat anymore."  Meaning the pretzels.  She was holding her hand out to me to take the rest of the pretzels she just couldn't manage to finish.&lt;br /&gt;I reached my hand back so she could give them to me.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SsIKUxcRNJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jrifFXWImIM/s1600-h/DSCF7914.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SsIKUxcRNJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jrifFXWImIM/s320/DSCF7914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386879456274101394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was like a tenth of one piece.  She just couldn't finish it.  Such a kid.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so hard.  I'm laughing again right now just thinking about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-2652538174685718687?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/2652538174685718687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-eat-anymore.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2652538174685718687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2652538174685718687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-eat-anymore.html' title='I Can&apos;t Eat Anymore'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SsIKUxcRNJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jrifFXWImIM/s72-c/DSCF7914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-5449943788568770601</id><published>2009-09-25T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:34:30.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SnowWhite</title><content type='html'>Cassidee had a tramatic night.  Around 1:30 Dan heard something and went to check on the girls.  Cassee was awake and afraid of the dark.  He turned the bathroom light on and went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Dan leaves around 5:30 in the morning.  I got up to pack his lunch (what a good wife I am) and decided to shut the girls bedroom door so they wouldn't wake up to my noises.&lt;br /&gt;As I shut the door Cassee calls out, "No, don't shut the door!"  I'm thinking - did she ever go back to sleep??&lt;br /&gt;She came out of her room and said, "Good morning, Mom."  I knew she was up for the day.  Darn.  I asked her if she wanted to watch a movie, so as to not wake up the others and to stay very quiet.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Yes, Mommy.  I want to watch SnowWhite."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "SnowWhite??"  She hadn't watched it for a while and I was surprised she requested that one.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Yes, she's my friend.  I love her." &lt;br /&gt;It was said with such a sincere and honest tone I couldn't help but start laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-5449943788568770601?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/5449943788568770601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/snowwhite.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5449943788568770601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5449943788568770601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/snowwhite.html' title='SnowWhite'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-6554118260598061420</id><published>2009-09-23T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:48:04.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Salt and Pepper Shaker Girl</title><content type='html'>Moving always throws a few curve balls that change your typical routine.  Since moving to New Mexico and due to the fact that most of our stuff is somewhere unknown in storage (including all of our food storage), we have eaten out more than we should have. &lt;br /&gt;Cassidee has discovered the salt and pepper shakers!&lt;br /&gt;Now everywhere we go she needs to put salt and pepper on her food.  She NEEDS to, she says.  I know it's because she just wants to shake the shaker of course.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we went to a Chinese restaurant.  I treated myself because I was gone most of the day and Dan went straight to Young Men's night from work.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I looked away from Cassidee's direction she did a little "shake".  Her fried rice had lots of pepper by the end.  I took the shakers away.  She pleaded to have them back in their little holder.  (Of course the holder was right next to her plate.)  She tried to be sneaky with them when she thought I couldn't see.  (I was rather humerous to watch her out of the corner of my eye.) &lt;br /&gt;Of course they got taken away again before the meal ended. &lt;br /&gt;Apparently we can only go to restaurants that do not have salt and pepper shakers on the tables.  Are there any?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-6554118260598061420?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/6554118260598061420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/salt-and-pepper-shaker-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/6554118260598061420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/6554118260598061420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/salt-and-pepper-shaker-girl.html' title='The Salt and Pepper Shaker Girl'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-7285023795173744487</id><published>2009-09-18T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T15:33:49.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I bonked my head!</title><content type='html'>Cassidee wants everyone to know that she just bonked her head.  She came to me crying and so sad, obviously in a lot of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrQJiHXMZPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jWButciqKxE/s1600-h/DSCF7814.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrQJiHXMZPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jWButciqKxE/s320/DSCF7814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382937936311117042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her if she wanted me to take a picture of her bonked head and she said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrQJIaPDWQI/AAAAAAAAAL8/uXAOJ1ks_k0/s1600-h/DSCF7810.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrQJIaPDWQI/AAAAAAAAAL8/uXAOJ1ks_k0/s320/DSCF7810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382937494700644610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, taking the picture seemed to ... make it all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrQJI2o-DyI/AAAAAAAAAME/dh0wc0g3xKU/s1600-h/DSCF7811.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrQJI2o-DyI/AAAAAAAAAME/dh0wc0g3xKU/s320/DSCF7811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382937502325542690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon I couldn't even get her to make a sad face for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrQJJQprRPI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ld68vmAi4Sc/s1600-h/DSCF7812.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrQJJQprRPI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ld68vmAi4Sc/s320/DSCF7812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382937509307827442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what a little camera in your face can do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-7285023795173744487?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/7285023795173744487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-bonked-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/7285023795173744487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/7285023795173744487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-bonked-my-head.html' title='I bonked my head!'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrQJiHXMZPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jWButciqKxE/s72-c/DSCF7814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-1520538504171217951</id><published>2009-09-17T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T07:40:54.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nose Horn</title><content type='html'>I've never been a fan of Sponge Bob, but one day it came on the TV while Cassee was watching.  During that opening song (which is very obnoxious...can you even call it a song?) Sponge Bob puts his fingers up to his nose and pretends like he's playing a horn.  Cassidee thought that was hilarious and immediately started imitating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrJJ9f6VsfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/H8l3zUmQ6Pk/s1600-h/DSCF7797.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrJJ9f6VsfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/H8l3zUmQ6Pk/s320/DSCF7797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382445825548202482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now she comes up to me all the time, says something I can't quite understand, plays her little "nose horn" and laughs and laughs.  I can't help but laugh too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-1520538504171217951?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/1520538504171217951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/nose-horn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/1520538504171217951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/1520538504171217951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/nose-horn.html' title='The Nose Horn'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SrJJ9f6VsfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/H8l3zUmQ6Pk/s72-c/DSCF7797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-297325697107591075</id><published>2009-09-15T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T16:22:39.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving Mom CRAZY!</title><content type='html'>Cassee never quite knows what she wants and if she does, she doesn't quite know how to say it.  We do everything three times and waste a lot of food.  (Actually I end up eating most of it.)  Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 1&lt;/span&gt; - Breakfast.  For breakfast she tells me she wants cheerios.  I pour cheerios into a bowl.  Instantly she gets mad and doesn't want them.  She points to another box.  Oh, she wanted Honey Bunches of Oats instead.  I pour the cheerios back and pour honey bunches instead.  Next I ask if she wants milk.  No she says.  I sit down.  Instantly she's panicked.  Oh, now she wants milk.  Ok, I pour the milk.  I sit down again.  She's mad.  She refuses to eat her cereal.  She didn't want milk on it after all.  Sheesh, I can't win.  I learned to ask each question at least three times.  If every answer is the same (which they usually are not!) then I follow through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 2&lt;/span&gt; - Doing her hair.  She loves to get her hair done cute.  She watches in the mirror while she stands on a stool.  She smiles at herself in the mirror.  I say, what hair-do do you want.  She says pig-tails.  I part the hair and do pig-tails.  She gets mad and pulls her hair out of the bands.  Sigh.  What other pig-tails are there without them actually being pig-tails.  Umm?  Just the top half?  Ok, now she's happy, except I forgot the bows.  Pink? no. White? no.  Purple, yes.  Finally we are done with the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 3&lt;/span&gt; - The clothes.  I pull out three bottoms and three tops.  I let her pick.  She grabs the pink shorts.  I put the other two away.  Instant panic!  She wanted the blue ones, how dare I put them away!  Repeat that with the shirts!  Repeat that with the socks.  Repeat that with the shoes!&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted and notice that it's only 7:45 in the morning.  (And this whole situation is not getting better with her increased ability to talk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Example 4&lt;/span&gt; - Lunch.  I say what do you want for lunch.  She says bwead.  (bread)  I say what do you want on the bread?  She says, peanut butter honey.  I get out the peanut butter.  She panics and cries out not that peanut butter.  What peanut butter then?  She shows me in the frig.  Oh, she wants just butter.  I get the honey.  Panic again!  I don't want the honey bear!  You just want bread with butter?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I guess I'll eat the other two sandwiches I just made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could read minds and predict the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-297325697107591075?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/297325697107591075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/driving-mom-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/297325697107591075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/297325697107591075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/driving-mom-crazy.html' title='Driving Mom CRAZY!'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-5970744375791205215</id><published>2009-09-11T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:14:33.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I did it last night!"</title><content type='html'>Kids go in spurts for everything.  Things they eat, what book they want read, what movie they watch (over and over and over!).  This also applies to prayers.&lt;br /&gt;For the last few months Cassidee has wanted to say every prayer: family prayer, eating prayer, FHE prayers, etc.  She would get mad at us if someone else started saying the prayer.  We often had to have an extra prayer just so she could say it too.  Whatever!  It's probably better than having the kid who refuses to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Then one day for breakfast (it was just Adam, Cassee and I) I asked her to say the prayer on the food.  She turned to me and said, "No, I did it last night!" with a puzzled how-could-you-not-remember voice. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I thought, she did?  Whatever, I'll say it then.&lt;br /&gt;At lunch she again said, "No, I did it last night!"  ...okay, again.&lt;br /&gt;That night for family prayer she said the same thing. Fine, someone else said the prayer.  This is a switch!  Usually she wants to say every prayer, but, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning for breakfast she says the same thing, "No, I did it last night!"&lt;br /&gt;I tell her no, she didn't and she just repeats the line over and over and insists she can't say the prayer because "she said it last night!".  I don't even think she knows what 'last night' means.&lt;br /&gt;Now, about two weeks later she's still saying that often.  Once in a while we get her to say the prayer, but we have to convince her that she didn't just say it "last night".&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is one of those "spurts" of not wanting to pray!  Such a funny line she came up with though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-5970744375791205215?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/5970744375791205215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-did-it-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5970744375791205215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/5970744375791205215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-did-it-last-night.html' title='&quot;I did it last night!&quot;'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-6218064543740326586</id><published>2009-09-06T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:56:31.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nap or no nap?</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love that age when kids think they are too old to take naps and when you force them they just fool around in their rooms anyway.  And then they fall asleep in the middle of the family room later on because they do of course still need a nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SqQhHvEmf3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qN3tdNvuFJw/s1600-h/DSCF7630.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SqQhHvEmf3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qN3tdNvuFJw/s320/DSCF7630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378460271765782386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SqQhHN8XxnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aIxZyqjr-J8/s1600-h/DSCF7628.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SqQhHN8XxnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aIxZyqjr-J8/s320/DSCF7628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378460262872893042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you just love that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-6218064543740326586?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/6218064543740326586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/nap-or-no-nap.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/6218064543740326586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/6218064543740326586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/nap-or-no-nap.html' title='Nap or no nap?'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SqQhHvEmf3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qN3tdNvuFJw/s72-c/DSCF7630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-3199121471275379402</id><published>2009-09-05T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:05:48.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassidee's lunchbox</title><content type='html'>The other day Cassidee decided to go to school too.  She even packed her own lunchbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SqNCa-ucCFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/y33DEzRm2MU/s1600-h/DSCF7680.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SqNCa-ucCFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/y33DEzRm2MU/s320/DSCF7680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378215411292309586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I found when I looked inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SqNCaRXkx0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/AV2RKi8SEMI/s1600-h/DSCF7679.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SqNCaRXkx0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/AV2RKi8SEMI/s320/DSCF7679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378215399116818242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The banana grams game, a magazine (folded to fit), and a little peach from outside on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously she's all set!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-3199121471275379402?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/3199121471275379402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/cassidees-lunchbox.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/3199121471275379402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/3199121471275379402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/cassidees-lunchbox.html' title='Cassidee&apos;s lunchbox'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SqNCa-ucCFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/y33DEzRm2MU/s72-c/DSCF7680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-2146374995107574393</id><published>2009-09-03T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:20:58.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee's version</title><content type='html'>Cassee was so cute today.  She was entertaining Adam for me.  He was having a great time.  I asked her what she was playing.  She said she was playing a game of "pink-a-boo".  It's funny what they think they hear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-2146374995107574393?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/2146374995107574393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/cassee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2146374995107574393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2146374995107574393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/09/cassee.html' title='Cassee&apos;s version'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-2139755861600932255</id><published>2009-08-31T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:39:54.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee's prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SpyWohPuryI/AAAAAAAAACY/eA3qpBV7R2s/s1600-h/DSCF7512.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SpyWohPuryI/AAAAAAAAACY/eA3qpBV7R2s/s320/DSCF7512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376337678036807458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta love the lingo that goes into a child's prayer.  Months ago I hurt by back for a couple of weeks.  The girls started praying for me every time we said any kind of prayer.  Cassee's line is "Bless Mommy, sick all better."  It became a line she put in every prayer.  Eventually she added everyone else in the family as well.&lt;br /&gt;"Bless Daddy, sick all better."&lt;br /&gt;"Bless Emmee, sick all better."&lt;br /&gt;"Bless Cassee, sick all better."&lt;br /&gt;"Bless Adam, sick all better."&lt;br /&gt;If you watch her give a prayer you can see her eyes move around the room so that she doesn't forget anyone.  If you try to rush her to the end without her saying someone, she ignores you and keeps going.  Sometimes she'll say everyone twice.  The prayers can get a little long.&lt;br /&gt;The other day I said a prayer at lunch.  After I ended she looked up with an annoyed, yet hurt expression and said "Mommy, you didn't say Cassee sick all better!"&lt;br /&gt;I had to say another prayer to make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SpyWprGshMI/AAAAAAAAACo/UJKllXKPxDw/s1600-h/DSCF7523.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SpyWprGshMI/AAAAAAAAACo/UJKllXKPxDw/s320/DSCF7523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376337697863140546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SpyWn7AYBRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mymMh-b950w/s1600-h/DSCF7509.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/_F21r7fPrJLA/SpyWn7AYBRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mymMh-b950w/s320/DSCF7509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376337667771860242" 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/8486066569099389008-2139755861600932255?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/2139755861600932255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/08/cassees-prayers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2139755861600932255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/2139755861600932255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/08/cassees-prayers.html' title='Cassee&apos;s prayers'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SpyWohPuryI/AAAAAAAAACY/eA3qpBV7R2s/s72-c/DSCF7512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-7916451203708573713</id><published>2009-08-30T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T13:25:47.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pink Blanket</title><content type='html'>Cassee has a certain pink blanket ('B' to her) that she takes everywhere.  Of course it looks awful.  Stains everywhere and the hem ripping out.  We have convinced her to leave it in the car when we go into a store or restaurant.  However, we are not so lucky when we get to church.  Every Sunday she throws a fit by the car door that she just has to have it in church.  Since we are trying to feel peaceful and reverence as we walk into the door of the church, we feel it not worth the battle.  Yet as soon as she gets into the doors she hands one of us the blanket and says she can't carry it.  Much to my annoyance, I usually end up toting it around church for the rest of the time.  A few weeks ago we all got into the car and realized that no one had the 'B'.  Dan and I spent 10 minutes or more searching every part of the church she had been to, to no avail.  We were about to give up and call it lost, but Dan did one more sweep of the building.  He finally found it on the dark stage where Cassee had run up onto with Emmalynn.  It was saved.  We used that incident as leverage for the following weeks after.  It seemed to work well.  We started congratulating ourselves a little too soon.  Today the 'B' rejoined us at church once again.  (However, since the building was very cold, I ended up using it for the last hour!  Maybe I shouldn't complain too loudly!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-7916451203708573713?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/7916451203708573713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/08/pink-blanket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/7916451203708573713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/7916451203708573713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/08/pink-blanket.html' title='The Pink Blanket'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8486066569099389008.post-7484805470624118383</id><published>2009-08-29T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:02:49.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassee's way is the only way!</title><content type='html'>Cassidee Marie is a smart, very stubborn three year old.  She came along nothing like her older sister much to her parent's surprise.  (Not that we assumed all kids would be the same!)  Sometimes we just don't know where she came from.  Ever since she was born she did things her way, on her time, and when and if she felt like it.  As a child, she pushes parently limits.  As an adult, she just might become the first woman president.  (Sorry Hilary Clinton.)&lt;br /&gt;This blog will be all about Cassidee.  She maxes out her parent's patience limits, then turns around to show the sweetest face as she asks, "I have some candy, please?" with a gentle tilt to her head and her hands together under her chin and cheek.  (Maybe if her mother ever figures out how, she'll post a picture or maybe even a vidoe clip of Cassee doing that.  She does it all the time!)  She's way too clever for her own good.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother just prays everynight that her stubbornness will be used for amazing goodness someday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8486066569099389008-7484805470624118383?l=thecassideeway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/feeds/7484805470624118383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/08/cassees-way-is-only-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/7484805470624118383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8486066569099389008/posts/default/7484805470624118383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecassideeway.blogspot.com/2009/08/cassees-way-is-only-way.html' title='Cassee&apos;s way is the only way!'/><author><name>Leesa Marie Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15982151387608813913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F21r7fPrJLA/SSED8GL-DzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5RN63b_c0CA/S220/Leesa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
