<?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-7251428125544637561</id><updated>2012-01-09T09:28:01.885-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seney's Say</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-42519231464004113</id><published>2012-01-07T21:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T21:48:53.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The James Sweat Glands</title><content type='html'>It is a true affliction......it has gotten worse as I have gotten older.&amp;nbsp; The James sweat glands (we like to blame dad and his people) affect me and brother Andrew.&amp;nbsp; Sister Ann says she has the problem, too, but I am not sure she has a full blown case (sorry Ann, just speaking truth).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say, I do not mind sweating WHEN I AM SUPPOSED to be sweating.&amp;nbsp; I love the way I feel when I get off the treadmill drenched.&amp;nbsp; I DO mind sweating when I am dolled up for work or some other occasion where I (attempt) to style my hair and apply my make up.&amp;nbsp; I am a girly girl and love every bit that comes along with that.&amp;nbsp; BUT, there are times the sweat starts and it is horrible!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sweat in the summer (duh) and I sweat in the winter.&amp;nbsp; I cannot stand the heater (at work I sometimes feel like I am going to suffocate) and I think coats/jackers are very overrated.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is time to admit that I am guilty of sticking my head in the freezer when I am attempting to get ready and the sweat takes over.&amp;nbsp; Caleb came home from Andrew's last week so excited to show me a picture he had taken with his phone.&amp;nbsp; He said, "you have GOT to see this.&amp;nbsp; Madeline is SUCH a James."&amp;nbsp; This is what he showed me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QT9GPi6FTuA/TwkQ9w8DPdI/AAAAAAAABUM/fz_qWIOBqWM/s1600/M.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QT9GPi6FTuA/TwkQ9w8DPdI/AAAAAAAABUM/fz_qWIOBqWM/s1600/M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know exactly how she feels!!!&amp;nbsp; Ashley told&amp;nbsp;Caleb when Madeline gets hot, she sits in the refrigerator.&amp;nbsp; Caleb got to their house right after Madeline and Ashley had returned from walking from her parent's house (they live down the street).&amp;nbsp; Ashley comfirmed that Madeline does indeed have the James sweat glands.....Bless her sweet sweaty heart!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-42519231464004113?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/42519231464004113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=42519231464004113' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/42519231464004113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/42519231464004113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2012/01/james-sweat-glands.html' title='The James Sweat Glands'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QT9GPi6FTuA/TwkQ9w8DPdI/AAAAAAAABUM/fz_qWIOBqWM/s72-c/M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-2019873603077365909</id><published>2012-01-02T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T17:15:28.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late than Never....</title><content type='html'>So, I am finally getting around to posting about Christmas.&amp;nbsp; It may be a little obnoxious the amount of pictures I am going to post, but here goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey's school Christmas party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TE0U9kTwEak/TwI13YrqKLI/AAAAAAAABSw/8f-U3KWJlcE/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TE0U9kTwEak/TwI13YrqKLI/AAAAAAAABSw/8f-U3KWJlcE/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey and Emily (with Jack Henry in the background)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WSt373zZN8c/TwI2YXaRN-I/AAAAAAAABS8/22Ffb4khdcs/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WSt373zZN8c/TwI2YXaRN-I/AAAAAAAABS8/22Ffb4khdcs/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MByh9FyHZNE/TwI2yl_XcQI/AAAAAAAABTI/4HN53r548W4/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MByh9FyHZNE/TwI2yl_XcQI/AAAAAAAABTI/4HN53r548W4/s320/008.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Elizabeth, Audrey and Sophia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas Eve:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJDRDbmooD4/TwI3qi2YzuI/AAAAAAAABTU/a5RH6-z81Xg/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJDRDbmooD4/TwI3qi2YzuI/AAAAAAAABTU/a5RH6-z81Xg/s320/031.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7NtMcFavsis/TwI4COKzVOI/AAAAAAAABTg/23LswMY-iO8/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7NtMcFavsis/TwI4COKzVOI/AAAAAAAABTg/23LswMY-iO8/s320/032.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Abby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1zjlOVyUvM/TwI4Ztq8F_I/AAAAAAAABTs/RRJHNqd2LjE/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1zjlOVyUvM/TwI4Ztq8F_I/AAAAAAAABTs/RRJHNqd2LjE/s320/052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ganny (Caleb's mom) and the girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For some reason, we did not take a lot of pictures Christmas day.&amp;nbsp; We spent the morning at home and then went to Bossier to Caleb's sister's house, but I didn't bring the camera.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRgS8-BiY_E/TwI5Rk8DR2I/AAAAAAAABT4/z8kCyh3qAhQ/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRgS8-BiY_E/TwI5Rk8DR2I/AAAAAAAABT4/z8kCyh3qAhQ/s320/012.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With their i-pods that Santa brought (I know a little excessive for a 4 year old, but Santa saw fit, so what ya gonna do???&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We spent a few days with the Miller's last week.&amp;nbsp; We always have fun with cousins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pSbenlQfR_4/TwI52-_bUdI/AAAAAAAABUE/bs4qMpQbgic/s1600/4cousins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pSbenlQfR_4/TwI52-_bUdI/AAAAAAAABUE/bs4qMpQbgic/s320/4cousins.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet cousins (Abby, Audrey, Emma and Jack)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cousin Julia had her 1st birthday party Saturday morning.&amp;nbsp; Such a sweet baby girl.&amp;nbsp; I didn't have my camera for that either.....I need to get better about bringing my camera places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow we have to go back to the real world.&amp;nbsp; I am excited to get back into a routine, but tomorrow morning is going to be rough...I just know it!!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Mom rotates between Ruston and Thibodaux (Ann's) each year.&amp;nbsp; This year she will be in Thibodaux, so we had Christmas with her last night.&amp;nbsp; The kids were sweet and had a good time.&amp;nbsp; They also loved their gifts.&amp;nbsp; Audrey and Abby got sparkle Toms and movies and Madeline got a Barbie house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1UJX49Oct4/Tu6JXjR34RI/AAAAAAAABSE/2xoMhuyoiTQ/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1UJX49Oct4/Tu6JXjR34RI/AAAAAAAABSE/2xoMhuyoiTQ/s320/006.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashley and sweet Madeline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rT6YuRVADpU/Tu6J1472LvI/AAAAAAAABSM/ne1-S6oAqWQ/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rT6YuRVADpU/Tu6J1472LvI/AAAAAAAABSM/ne1-S6oAqWQ/s320/008.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ABBY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lFO3pZxESnQ/Tu6KPtqVmjI/AAAAAAAABSU/36r94INU9_w/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lFO3pZxESnQ/Tu6KPtqVmjI/AAAAAAAABSU/36r94INU9_w/s320/005.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FTGnDknk0Bs/Tu6Kk1J4rzI/AAAAAAAABSc/12XJpHrXhJc/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FTGnDknk0Bs/Tu6Kk1J4rzI/AAAAAAAABSc/12XJpHrXhJc/s320/009.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Julia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aJlM0DJ-EMc/Tu6K9dYPeXI/AAAAAAAABSk/9mCfOfRBI30/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aJlM0DJ-EMc/Tu6K9dYPeXI/AAAAAAAABSk/9mCfOfRBI30/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This cracks me up!!&amp;nbsp; Abby is soooo silly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-1062336178870108894?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/1062336178870108894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=1062336178870108894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1062336178870108894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1062336178870108894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-with-mom.html' title='Christmas with Mom'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1UJX49Oct4/Tu6JXjR34RI/AAAAAAAABSE/2xoMhuyoiTQ/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-797741410618216474</id><published>2011-12-08T19:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T20:03:19.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas  is coming soon!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been horrible about posting.&amp;nbsp; Let's see, we had a great Thanksgiving with the James side of the family.&amp;nbsp; The cousins had fun playing with one another.&amp;nbsp; Aren't they precious???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7U-f0zA0auw/TuFnzuQENkI/AAAAAAAABRc/m_8WKfZm2FY/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7U-f0zA0auw/TuFnzuQENkI/AAAAAAAABRc/m_8WKfZm2FY/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had the girls pictures taken.&amp;nbsp; Jenn Kilpatrick is awesome and did a great job....we love them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aduFgNdorpA/TuFoTnnNxvI/AAAAAAAABRk/2nKJ4NRouGA/s1600/IMG_4254.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aduFgNdorpA/TuFoTnnNxvI/AAAAAAAABRk/2nKJ4NRouGA/s320/IMG_4254.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks, Jenn!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are now getting ready for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I love our tree!!&amp;nbsp; It reminds me of our tree growing up.&amp;nbsp; It has ornaments that I made when I was little (thanks for saving them, Mom), ornaments the kids have made and just an assortment of others.&amp;nbsp; I really wanted fat colored lights this year and I love them!!&amp;nbsp; It reminds me of my childhood (I think we had lights maybe once growing up???).&amp;nbsp; We bought a new tree this year and wanted one that was not pre-lit, but had no luck finding one.&amp;nbsp; So, we have another pre-lit tree, but I just added my fat happy lights!!&amp;nbsp; You can't really see the lights in this picture......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rlBiEVed_2U/TuFp1bcyLbI/AAAAAAAABRs/EJW8nmZ0zB0/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rlBiEVed_2U/TuFp1bcyLbI/AAAAAAAABRs/EJW8nmZ0zB0/s320/008.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I will add another one......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LrDtRFIBky8/TuFrqDFUo4I/AAAAAAAABR0/rZEvUt2IDzc/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LrDtRFIBky8/TuFrqDFUo4I/AAAAAAAABR0/rZEvUt2IDzc/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And another one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9P80nh5OcZM/TuFsG-IJGmI/AAAAAAAABR8/AxA2QutZTEU/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9P80nh5OcZM/TuFsG-IJGmI/AAAAAAAABR8/AxA2QutZTEU/s320/022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Enjoy the weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&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/7251428125544637561-797741410618216474?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/797741410618216474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=797741410618216474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/797741410618216474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/797741410618216474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-is-coming-soon.html' title='Christmas  is coming soon!!'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7U-f0zA0auw/TuFnzuQENkI/AAAAAAAABRc/m_8WKfZm2FY/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4259676038751525204</id><published>2011-11-20T09:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T10:00:55.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Going On.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4HubgHYPgHw/TskiLTp0egI/AAAAAAAABQ4/WlzCtXikRDs/s1600/192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4HubgHYPgHw/TskiLTp0egI/AAAAAAAABQ4/WlzCtXikRDs/s320/192.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week Abby had her Thanksgiving Program at school.&amp;nbsp; They sang and feasted on some yummy Turkey Day food.&amp;nbsp; What a sweet little Indian we have!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to Sarah Hearne's wedding.&amp;nbsp; Sarah's mom, Ms. Shelly, has kept the girls forever.&amp;nbsp; Sarah sometimes keeps the girls, too.&amp;nbsp; Here are the girls before the wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXIglyZBYYQ/TskjqgCFSxI/AAAAAAAABRA/pmJrpEmNZ-8/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXIglyZBYYQ/TskjqgCFSxI/AAAAAAAABRA/pmJrpEmNZ-8/s320/006.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And here are the three of us.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhTvkEfgdKA/TskkDDwGeII/AAAAAAAABRI/Jbvd9dM3Rhc/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhTvkEfgdKA/TskkDDwGeII/AAAAAAAABRI/Jbvd9dM3Rhc/s320/015.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are looking forward to a week of no school and time with family!!&lt;br /&gt;&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/7251428125544637561-4259676038751525204?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4259676038751525204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4259676038751525204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4259676038751525204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4259676038751525204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/11/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s Going On.....'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4HubgHYPgHw/TskiLTp0egI/AAAAAAAABQ4/WlzCtXikRDs/s72-c/192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7441225698009528177</id><published>2011-10-20T14:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T14:01:14.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, Ive been out of town....</title><content type='html'>I just got back in town yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I left Sunday to go to Baton Rouge for a conference/training.&amp;nbsp; I missed my family, but Caleb did AWESOME!!&amp;nbsp; He's just a great dad.&amp;nbsp; So blessed to have him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple of contract jobs that I do.&amp;nbsp; One is for Pine Hills Child Advocacy Center.&amp;nbsp; I am a forensic interviewer, which means I interview kids that have been sexually abused/assaulted and/or physically abused.&amp;nbsp; I have been doing this since 2006.&amp;nbsp; On Monday and Tuesday morning an expert in the field came to Baton Rouge to train interviewers from across the state.&amp;nbsp; The training was really good.&amp;nbsp; I think I have conditioned myself to not let what I hear/see bother me.&amp;nbsp; We had to watch some interviews from my peers and watch one the trainer brought.&amp;nbsp; WOW!!!&amp;nbsp; It was really tough.&amp;nbsp; Especially seeing interviews of children that are the same age as my kids.....REALLY TOUGH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was followed by 3 hours of ethics training!!&amp;nbsp; BORING!&amp;nbsp; How do you make that interesting??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that since I would not be at work M-T-W why should I go Thursday or Friday??&amp;nbsp; Friday the kids get out of school early, so we will have the afternoon to play.&amp;nbsp; This morning Abby's class went to the Townsend House pumpkin patch and then to the Arbor Assisted Living facility to sing and I tagged along.&amp;nbsp; Fun times!&amp;nbsp; I"ve included a couple of pictures of the field trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uPk-RmfH-gw/TqBvr-EuJ2I/AAAAAAAABQM/-O9OzfaLvyo/s1600/29r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uPk-RmfH-gw/TqBvr-EuJ2I/AAAAAAAABQM/-O9OzfaLvyo/s320/29r.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6LbhQannG48/TqBv6RhxHMI/AAAAAAAABQU/vmZTO9SeKTA/s1600/51r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I didn't get my camera out at all!&amp;nbsp; Friday night we cleaned house (woohoo!).&amp;nbsp; Saturday we just hung out around the house.&amp;nbsp; That night Caleb and I had a party to go to for one of his friends that recently got married, so the girls stayed home with Allyson, the babysitter.&amp;nbsp; Sunday, we went to church.&amp;nbsp; After church, Caleb watched the Saints and the girls and I, along with Andrew and his girls and mom, went to Hillcrest for the kids to play.&amp;nbsp; Sunday evening, Audrey had Sophia over for a couple of hours to play.&amp;nbsp; Caleb grilled burgers and then we went to Eskimoe's for a treat.&amp;nbsp; It was a nice, quiet weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSk5xf2aQWc/TpJOhd5Az8I/AAAAAAAABQI/XPqax8zaMr8/s1600/eskimoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSk5xf2aQWc/TpJOhd5Az8I/AAAAAAAABQI/XPqax8zaMr8/s320/eskimoes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know it is hard to see.&amp;nbsp; I took this with my phone.&amp;nbsp; Each girl took a baby to Eskimoe's and Sophia wore Audrey's sling just for fun.&amp;nbsp; Silly girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a great week!&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/7251428125544637561-7057814308706314167?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7057814308706314167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7057814308706314167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7057814308706314167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7057814308706314167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-much-to-report.html' title='Not Much to Report....'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSk5xf2aQWc/TpJOhd5Az8I/AAAAAAAABQI/XPqax8zaMr8/s72-c/eskimoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7215544082148692546</id><published>2011-10-01T19:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T19:13:58.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend so far....</title><content type='html'>I am going to go ahead and blog about our weekend because I don't plan on doing anything blog-worthy from now until bedtime on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Well, actually we will attend the first service of our new church The Bridge, formerly Christ Community Church and Crossroads Church.&amp;nbsp; How cool is that??!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we had Mary Hope over to spend the night.&amp;nbsp; The girls were very sweet and had fun.&amp;nbsp; Abby and MH did not want to go to sleep.&amp;nbsp; Such party animals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBD_Rxw4zwk/ToeinzU202I/AAAAAAAABPw/KWG--OvVk4A/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBD_Rxw4zwk/ToeinzU202I/AAAAAAAABPw/KWG--OvVk4A/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing the Wii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uAwbo5jrr5o/ToeldBcbu1I/AAAAAAAABP0/i_aky-KApDw/s1600/girlknot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uAwbo5jrr5o/ToeldBcbu1I/AAAAAAAABP0/i_aky-KApDw/s1600/girlknot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is MH and Abby doing their "trick"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The weather was beautiful this morning!!&amp;nbsp; The girls spent most of the morning outside playing.&amp;nbsp; For some odd reason, they love to hang out in the back of my truck.&amp;nbsp; They crack me up!!&amp;nbsp; This morning they spend some time coloring back there......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TokKakfTepI/ToenA6CsKII/AAAAAAAABP4/OjSBalep9JQ/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TokKakfTepI/ToenA6CsKII/AAAAAAAABP4/OjSBalep9JQ/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After their time in the back of the truck, they moved to the backyard, they along with some of their "friends" to do a little swinging........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ5EuNHdDpY/ToepfMxWzkI/AAAAAAAABP8/ur4W2-i35HY/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ5EuNHdDpY/ToepfMxWzkI/AAAAAAAABP8/ur4W2-i35HY/s320/022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went to the movie Saturday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; The girls have been wanting to see "Dolphin Tale."&amp;nbsp; What a great movie!!!&amp;nbsp; We loved it.&amp;nbsp; I teared up several times!!&amp;nbsp; Audrey invited her friend Riley to come with us. They are so sweet together.&amp;nbsp; On the way to the movie and on the way home, they read poems from "Where the Sidewalks Ends".&amp;nbsp; So cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QlbTAVzIDR0/ToeqXOgsyHI/AAAAAAAABQA/3gTxk67J_p0/s1600/Aud+and+Riley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QlbTAVzIDR0/ToeqXOgsyHI/AAAAAAAABQA/3gTxk67J_p0/s1600/Aud+and+Riley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Disclaimer:&amp;nbsp; I took this picture in the parking lot before starting the car!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Saturday evening while the girls waiting on dinner, they sat outside with mini-pumpkins and decorated them with Sharpies.&amp;nbsp; The weather has been beautiful today.&amp;nbsp; We thought about going to the Tech game, but opted to just stay home and do a lot of nothing!!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy the rest of your weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TUAcGx7vZxQ/ToeshiTxmsI/AAAAAAAABQE/SVhmrFjYtUI/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TUAcGx7vZxQ/ToeshiTxmsI/AAAAAAAABQE/SVhmrFjYtUI/s320/030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7251428125544637561-7215544082148692546?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7215544082148692546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7215544082148692546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7215544082148692546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7215544082148692546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-so-far.html' title='The Weekend so far....'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBD_Rxw4zwk/ToeinzU202I/AAAAAAAABPw/KWG--OvVk4A/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8538432988071900078</id><published>2011-09-25T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:46:23.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEKEND FUN</title><content type='html'>The weekend starting with Caleb and I going to the movie for his birthday on Friday.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to Ashley and Andrew for allowing the girls to spend the night.&amp;nbsp; We went to see "Drive".&amp;nbsp; I am surprised to say that I really enjoyed it.&amp;nbsp; It has a lot of violence, but I liked it and so did Caleb.&amp;nbsp; Being able to see Ryan Gosling on the screen was not too bad, either......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZVSe2zE8Xw/Tn-q-x-P7NI/AAAAAAAABPY/Ekgr9Sylt9U/s1600/ryan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZVSe2zE8Xw/Tn-q-x-P7NI/AAAAAAAABPY/Ekgr9Sylt9U/s1600/ryan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Saturday we just hung around the house and then went to a fish fry in West Monroe.&amp;nbsp; The Twin City Classic Chevy Club is a HUGE supporter of Med Camps and they are just sweet people.&amp;nbsp; They consider Caleb like family, so the 4 of us went and had a good time.&amp;nbsp; Earlier in the day, I took the girls to Wal Mart.&amp;nbsp; Audrey still had birthday money to spend and she decided she wanted a couple of CD's (ummmm...when did she get old enough to want to get CD's??).&amp;nbsp; Anyway, she got Disney's Shake it Up and Victorious.&amp;nbsp; Oh, the dancing that happened when we got home.&amp;nbsp; Try not to be alarmed.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I allowed them to dance on Audrey's bed (the sheets were being washed).&amp;nbsp; That's just the way it is around the Seney house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9TtPIWTvRrs/Tn-semquiZI/AAAAAAAABPc/bzTVZMhXZ40/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9TtPIWTvRrs/Tn-semquiZI/AAAAAAAABPc/bzTVZMhXZ40/s320/010.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SyhPKirNTVY/Tn-szsO52bI/AAAAAAAABPg/blxz-KUoCWM/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SyhPKirNTVY/Tn-szsO52bI/AAAAAAAABPg/blxz-KUoCWM/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sunday we went to church.&amp;nbsp; Before leaving, I asked Caleb to take a few pictures of the girls.&amp;nbsp; Abby was dressed cute, so I needed to document it since her favorite thing now is to NOT be cute!!&amp;nbsp; She was less than thrilled to have her picture taken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dW2L_fDVSZc/Tn-te49ZDFI/AAAAAAAABPk/dzvxvf2Occc/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dW2L_fDVSZc/Tn-te49ZDFI/AAAAAAAABPk/dzvxvf2Occc/s320/032.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It really is a hard life for Abby.....Audrey, on the other hand was overly cooperative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6V3m7RZahI/Tn-uHVD6NtI/AAAAAAAABPo/aByU9ktrSRI/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6V3m7RZahI/Tn-uHVD6NtI/AAAAAAAABPo/aByU9ktrSRI/s320/033.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After church, we went to Monroe to visit and eat lunch with LiLi.&amp;nbsp; We also went to see the Lion King in 3D with Aunt Ashley and Madeline.&amp;nbsp; Lots of fun!&amp;nbsp; Don't they look so Hollywood??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwII6-pFm0U/Tn-uvoT8d2I/AAAAAAAABPs/SWHNEvkvFx0/s1600/movie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwII6-pFm0U/Tn-uvoT8d2I/AAAAAAAABPs/SWHNEvkvFx0/s320/movie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took this picture with my phone, so the quality isn't too great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hope everyone has a great week!!!!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8538432988071900078?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8538432988071900078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8538432988071900078' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8538432988071900078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8538432988071900078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekend-fun.html' title='WEEKEND FUN'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZVSe2zE8Xw/Tn-q-x-P7NI/AAAAAAAABPY/Ekgr9Sylt9U/s72-c/ryan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-1428481030317505057</id><published>2011-09-23T17:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T17:36:00.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CALEB</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our anniversary and today is Caleb's birthday.&amp;nbsp; No, I wasn't trying to give him help to remember our anniversary, although I have heard that from many people.&amp;nbsp; I actually wanted to get married on October 6, but LSU and Florida were playing.&amp;nbsp; Enough said.&amp;nbsp; September 22 was the next possible for that worked for us.&amp;nbsp; Anywho......the point of this post is to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CALEB!!!&amp;nbsp; The girls and I love you bunches!!&amp;nbsp; I hope you have enjoyed your day.&amp;nbsp; One thing that should make you feel good about aging is that I will ALWAYS be older than you!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-1428481030317505057?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/1428481030317505057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=1428481030317505057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1428481030317505057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1428481030317505057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-caleb.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CALEB'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7634517465984827012</id><published>2011-09-22T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T12:22:04.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 YEARS</title><content type='html'>HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO MY SWEET HUSBAND, CALEB!!&amp;nbsp; WOW, 10 YEARS!!&amp;nbsp; YOU ARE A KIND AND PATENT MAN TO PUT UP WITH ME!&amp;nbsp; LOVE YOU AND HAVE ENJOYED OUR DECADE OF MARRIED LIFE.&amp;nbsp; IT HASN'T ALWAYS BEEN EASY, BUT IT HAS BEEN INTERESTING AND FUN!!&amp;nbsp; THANK YOU FOR LOVING ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9Q6RqXFRsk/TntuheqEi0I/AAAAAAAABPU/tYfzJlDKL5A/s1600/cALEB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9Q6RqXFRsk/TntuheqEi0I/AAAAAAAABPU/tYfzJlDKL5A/s1600/cALEB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you, my handsome husband!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-7634517465984827012?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7634517465984827012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7634517465984827012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7634517465984827012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7634517465984827012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-years.html' title='10 YEARS'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9Q6RqXFRsk/TntuheqEi0I/AAAAAAAABPU/tYfzJlDKL5A/s72-c/cALEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-5302529926813346628</id><published>2011-09-12T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T19:46:35.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend....</title><content type='html'>We had a busy, but fun Saturday.&amp;nbsp; We went to the pep rally, went to tail gait and went to the football game.&amp;nbsp; Sunday we went to church and had pizza with Poppa and Honey.&amp;nbsp; The girls really enjoy the football games.&amp;nbsp; I am still a little bitter that Dad no longer has box seats that he and his family had for YEARS!!&amp;nbsp; More than anything I miss the parking pass!!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; I never really knew what it was to park and WALK...oh, well, it doesn't hurt us to walk.&amp;nbsp; Love you anyway, Dad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from the weekend from things we did around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkTnuquQfgA/Tm6dtAUgurI/AAAAAAAABPE/d9u97awItHQ/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkTnuquQfgA/Tm6dtAUgurI/AAAAAAAABPE/d9u97awItHQ/s320/007.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey and Abby doing their "trapeze tricks"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adFsLWIeBT4/Tm6g8CvwZII/AAAAAAAABPI/3a_VtkpldXU/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adFsLWIeBT4/Tm6g8CvwZII/AAAAAAAABPI/3a_VtkpldXU/s320/019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Caleb took the girls to the library Friday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Audrey came home with 2 books and Abby 7!!&amp;nbsp; Audrey was being really sweet to Abby Saturday morning and reading to Abby.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8x_g6jyCtk/Tm6kluMxE6I/AAAAAAAABPM/4NxtBHWHSTk/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8x_g6jyCtk/Tm6kluMxE6I/AAAAAAAABPM/4NxtBHWHSTk/s320/027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And, the girls made tie-dyed cupcakes on Sunday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Audrey got the kit for her birthday and we finally took the time to bake them.&amp;nbsp; The girls had fun and loved their cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ud98GX7vzAQ/Tm6muUnEieI/AAAAAAAABPQ/JhDbEy0EQfU/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ud98GX7vzAQ/Tm6muUnEieI/AAAAAAAABPQ/JhDbEy0EQfU/s320/039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really hope the rest of the week is not as crazy as today has been......so busy (at work).&amp;nbsp; No fun!!&amp;nbsp; But, on a positive note, Abby went to her fist tumbling class tonight.&amp;nbsp; She told me "it was more than any other thing in the universe!" and the whole ride home she kept repeating "I am SO excited!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-5302529926813346628?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/5302529926813346628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=5302529926813346628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5302529926813346628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5302529926813346628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekend.html' title='The Weekend....'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkTnuquQfgA/Tm6dtAUgurI/AAAAAAAABPE/d9u97awItHQ/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7183870489642873333</id><published>2011-09-09T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T21:51:03.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Going On.....</title><content type='html'>Well, the Seney family has enjoyed the cooler temps.&amp;nbsp; So nice!!!&amp;nbsp; Audrey got her cast off and is doing great.&amp;nbsp; She wore a splint for a few days, but for the past week, she has been "free" and loving it!!!&amp;nbsp; The bone is still a little bowed, but should correct itself.&amp;nbsp; She started back to art on Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; She LOVES art and is so glad to be back at it.&amp;nbsp; She is doing great at school.&amp;nbsp; She loves school....not so much the socialization, but the learning.&amp;nbsp; Love our sweet SMART girl!&amp;nbsp; She will be cleared to do physical things the first of October.&amp;nbsp; She goes back and forth with whether or not she wants to go back to tumbling.&amp;nbsp; She has agreed to try.&amp;nbsp; We just don't want her to be afraid.&amp;nbsp; If she goes a few times and genuinely doesn't like it, we won't make her go back.&amp;nbsp; She shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby. Oh, my!&amp;nbsp; What do to with her?&amp;nbsp; She is something else.&amp;nbsp; She is so independent and head strong.&amp;nbsp; The first full week of school was really hard.&amp;nbsp; She cried every morning before school...thinking of some excuse not to go.&amp;nbsp; This year she is staying all day.&amp;nbsp; Last year she stayed only half a day and then spent the afternoon with Mrs. Shelly.&amp;nbsp; This year, we have a precious sitter, Kacie, picking up the girls and bringing them home until we get home from work.&amp;nbsp; It is working out really well.&amp;nbsp; The girls love her, but they also miss Mrs. Shelly.&amp;nbsp; She has kept the girls since Audrey was 6 months old.&amp;nbsp; It is just going to take time to get used to the change.&amp;nbsp; Also, Abby has declared that she no longer wears cute clothes.&amp;nbsp; WHAT??&amp;nbsp; She has a closet full of precious clothes and insists on wearing one pair of denim shorts and old t-shirts that Audrey slept in...OLD!!&amp;nbsp; I have finally given up.&amp;nbsp; I know it is really silly, but it really bothers me!!&amp;nbsp; Pick your battles.....She starts tumbling class Monday and is very excited.&amp;nbsp; The child has more energy than she knows what to do with.&amp;nbsp; Hoping tumbling helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church starts back Wednesday night.&amp;nbsp; Caleb and I have small group at our house and the girls will go to M&amp;amp;M's (missions and music..I think??).&amp;nbsp; They are excited and so are we.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a busy weekend with the Tech pep rally, tailgaiting and football game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-7183870489642873333?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7183870489642873333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7183870489642873333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7183870489642873333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7183870489642873333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/09/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s Going On.....'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4271066453150506566</id><published>2011-09-04T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T08:52:10.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropical Storm Lee: Day Two</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday the weather was on and off raining.&amp;nbsp; The kids were able to go outside some between the rain storms.&amp;nbsp; I think the highlight of the day was kayaking in the ditch behind the Miller's House.&amp;nbsp; Here is Steve and Jack......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLU9Aet25p4/TmOCGHmEOQI/AAAAAAAABO0/6YY1c42X3d0/s1600/ditch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLU9Aet25p4/TmOCGHmEOQI/AAAAAAAABO0/6YY1c42X3d0/s1600/ditch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The rain is worse this morning.&amp;nbsp; We really will be stuck in the house today.&amp;nbsp; Family bonding time!!!&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/7251428125544637561-4271066453150506566?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4271066453150506566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4271066453150506566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4271066453150506566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4271066453150506566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/09/tropical-storm-lee-day-two.html' title='Tropical Storm Lee: Day Two'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLU9Aet25p4/TmOCGHmEOQI/AAAAAAAABO0/6YY1c42X3d0/s72-c/ditch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6783662657663063347</id><published>2011-09-03T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:12:30.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropical Storm Lee:  Day One</title><content type='html'>So, the Seney's decided to trek down to Thibodaux for the weekend...just in time for TS Lee.&amp;nbsp; It looks like we will not be leaving the house because of all the rain.&amp;nbsp; Last night, the kids entertained themselves with the Wii.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy the pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NHnEeVlNY2E/TmJB-vbu6vI/AAAAAAAABOo/sv4LymvftzQ/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NHnEeVlNY2E/TmJB-vbu6vI/AAAAAAAABOo/sv4LymvftzQ/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBA0SPTJa-Y/TmJCrHxB5AI/AAAAAAAABOs/F_wS3WCOyzM/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBA0SPTJa-Y/TmJCrHxB5AI/AAAAAAAABOs/F_wS3WCOyzM/s320/021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR_eUBLhZRM/TmJDdCjXqwI/AAAAAAAABOw/T3Bxfe6u54M/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR_eUBLhZRM/TmJDdCjXqwI/AAAAAAAABOw/T3Bxfe6u54M/s320/025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Also, in breaking news, Ann finally joined facebook.&amp;nbsp; The weather makes people do crazy things, I guess!!!!!&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/7251428125544637561-6783662657663063347?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6783662657663063347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6783662657663063347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6783662657663063347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6783662657663063347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/09/tropical-storm-lee-day-one.html' title='Tropical Storm Lee:  Day One'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NHnEeVlNY2E/TmJB-vbu6vI/AAAAAAAABOo/sv4LymvftzQ/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-3906173821019263501</id><published>2011-09-01T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T18:28:50.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Thing that I Don't Do Very Well.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last night my SIL, Ashley, invited me to her Girl's Night Out.&amp;nbsp; We went to KaCee Loe's (as in KaCee's Sugar and Spice) and decorated cakes.&amp;nbsp; Now, many years ago in a previous life, KaCee was the HR Director at La. Methodist Children's Home where I work.&amp;nbsp; About 8 years ago, my friend Jan and I went to her house and she allowed us to decorate cakes.&amp;nbsp; Apparently, mine wasn't anything outstanding because I don't remember it.&amp;nbsp; But, I remember having fun cause I was with my friend!!&amp;nbsp; Anywho, back to last night.......I purposely drank a glass of wine before I decorated my cake so that if it turned out terribly, I could blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol.&amp;nbsp; The whole time I was decorating it I was thinking "I really just want to eat it.&amp;nbsp; That's all!!"&amp;nbsp; Anyway, here is the finished product........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMQkq2kPVBE/TmAUDV3C8YI/AAAAAAAABOg/Xjjin7Lx0iE/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMQkq2kPVBE/TmAUDV3C8YI/AAAAAAAABOg/Xjjin7Lx0iE/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, here are the cutest little girls in the world looking at their momma's handy work......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQ3UXTHZKIY/TmAUwaw6rLI/AAAAAAAABOk/SK4yfTs_nls/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQ3UXTHZKIY/TmAUwaw6rLI/AAAAAAAABOk/SK4yfTs_nls/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-3906173821019263501?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3906173821019263501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=3906173821019263501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3906173821019263501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3906173821019263501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/09/another-thing-that-i-dont-do-very-well.html' title='Another Thing that I Don&apos;t Do Very Well.....'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMQkq2kPVBE/TmAUDV3C8YI/AAAAAAAABOg/Xjjin7Lx0iE/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-2746868204897565772</id><published>2011-08-28T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T20:51:02.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>We had a nice lazy weekend.&amp;nbsp; Not sure I am ready for it to end.........I have a busy work week that I am NOT looking forward to.&amp;nbsp; Yuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we went over to Andrew and Ashley's for supper.&amp;nbsp; The girls love going to play with their cousins.&amp;nbsp; Abby and Madeline played fairly well and Audrey enjoyed playing with baby Julia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday the girls and I went to spend the night with LiLi.&amp;nbsp; They always have fun at her house.&amp;nbsp; She reads and reads and reads to them and they LOVE it!&amp;nbsp; Audrey said that even though she can read, she would rather have LiLi read to her.&amp;nbsp; So sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday. we just laid around the house....cleaned a little; napped a little and then had pizza with Poppa and Honey.&amp;nbsp; After dinner, Poppa and Honey gave Audrey her charm bracelet they have started for her.&amp;nbsp; For 1st grade, she picked an artist's palette for her charm.&amp;nbsp; We joked that she could get a cast charm for 2nd grade.&amp;nbsp; Poor thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63oRqRnyrns/TlrtnLM6ThI/AAAAAAAABOQ/lNRza4dn124/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63oRqRnyrns/TlrtnLM6ThI/AAAAAAAABOQ/lNRza4dn124/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Here she is showing off her bracelet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXo0oWGvECI/TlruHCVpaZI/AAAAAAAABOU/BAeys1lMCP8/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXo0oWGvECI/TlruHCVpaZI/AAAAAAAABOU/BAeys1lMCP8/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little closer look........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFWegIuCpeQ/Tlru2GxXR8I/AAAAAAAABOY/OH6TjzRsz-k/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFWegIuCpeQ/Tlru2GxXR8I/AAAAAAAABOY/OH6TjzRsz-k/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Abby got a "fancy" Ariel necklace so as not to be left out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It doesn't happen very often, but sometimes I catch the girls being really sweet to one another.&amp;nbsp; I saw it this afternoon and had to capture it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hEjH-nwFyHc/TlrvhRPVb5I/AAAAAAAABOc/k2HeqqxadGM/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hEjH-nwFyHc/TlrvhRPVb5I/AAAAAAAABOc/k2HeqqxadGM/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; They really are sweet girls!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope you have a great week and hope my flies by!!&amp;nbsp; We are headed to Thibodaux for the weekend and cannot wait to see Nanny, Uncle Steve, Emma and Jack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh yea, Audrey has an appointment with Dr. Blair in the morning.&amp;nbsp; We are hoping she gets her cast off.&amp;nbsp; Fingers crossed.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7251428125544637561-2746868204897565772?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/2746868204897565772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=2746868204897565772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/2746868204897565772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/2746868204897565772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/08/lazy-weekend.html' title='LAZY WEEKEND'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63oRqRnyrns/TlrtnLM6ThI/AAAAAAAABOQ/lNRza4dn124/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4060105895590418220</id><published>2011-08-23T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T19:29:09.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Seney Kids and Abby Goes Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The following sequence of pictures crack me up.&amp;nbsp; Initially, I was trying to get some pictures of Abby before she went to school today.&amp;nbsp; Today was her first day back at WMS.&amp;nbsp; This is her second year in pre-school.&amp;nbsp; She was pretty excited to go back.&amp;nbsp; Instead Abby and Audrey thought they needed to have pictures with Grover.&amp;nbsp; He wasn't a very willing participant.......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y_oT9wrHwQ/TlRAvGM9vPI/AAAAAAAABN0/WdXgKOq5utw/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y_oT9wrHwQ/TlRAvGM9vPI/AAAAAAAABN0/WdXgKOq5utw/s320/025.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Okb3C4UkmzY/TlRBDbd7GiI/AAAAAAAABN4/L6c9C6IhskU/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here's Abby.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONPPMAEp0o8/TlQ_hnG2XNI/AAAAAAAABNo/mIVvYyCnUno/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONPPMAEp0o8/TlQ_hnG2XNI/AAAAAAAABNo/mIVvYyCnUno/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5EoWZKTbc4/TlQ_3AnI-gI/AAAAAAAABNs/fMpVnoI0SKw/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5EoWZKTbc4/TlQ_3AnI-gI/AAAAAAAABNs/fMpVnoI0SKw/s320/041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a SWEET and PRECIOUS little girl!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Abby will be going to school all day this year as opposed to half a day as she did last year.&amp;nbsp; She is so excited!&amp;nbsp; She is especially excited about her new nap mat and lunch box......you know the important things!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4060105895590418220?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4060105895590418220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4060105895590418220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4060105895590418220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4060105895590418220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/08/three-seney-kids-and-abby-goes-back-to.html' title='The Three Seney Kids and Abby Goes Back to School'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y_oT9wrHwQ/TlRAvGM9vPI/AAAAAAAABN0/WdXgKOq5utw/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-5611843699285461083</id><published>2011-08-20T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T08:53:46.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BEFORE AUDREY LEFT FOR SCHOOL.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAjKemS6B5c/Tk-5TXPaaiI/AAAAAAAABNU/PzM0j5IgM5s/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAjKemS6B5c/Tk-5TXPaaiI/AAAAAAAABNU/PzM0j5IgM5s/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8GHrJi5RRMM/Tk-5siv0YoI/AAAAAAAABNY/4xW0mu0EkIw/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8GHrJi5RRMM/Tk-5siv0YoI/AAAAAAAABNY/4xW0mu0EkIw/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-THa6ajHRzj8/Tk-7StJnv6I/AAAAAAAABNc/kGCU88UjE8g/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-THa6ajHRzj8/Tk-7StJnv6I/AAAAAAAABNc/kGCU88UjE8g/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zc3AGSPaoUU/Tk-7tVx5HKI/AAAAAAAABNg/ogAP6TR3z5k/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zc3AGSPaoUU/Tk-7tVx5HKI/AAAAAAAABNg/ogAP6TR3z5k/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7RnUlXgXEoc/Tk-8Ajt68AI/AAAAAAAABNk/4aQwXfa_ics/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7RnUlXgXEoc/Tk-8Ajt68AI/AAAAAAAABNk/4aQwXfa_ics/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures sum up my children's personalities.&amp;nbsp; LOVE IT!!!!&amp;nbsp; Really, they are both sweet, precious girls....just so different!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-5611843699285461083?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/5611843699285461083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=5611843699285461083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5611843699285461083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5611843699285461083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/08/before-audrey-left-for-school.html' title='BEFORE AUDREY LEFT FOR SCHOOL.....'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAjKemS6B5c/Tk-5TXPaaiI/AAAAAAAABNU/PzM0j5IgM5s/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6699643305748751446</id><published>2011-08-19T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T12:21:03.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE HAS THE TIME GONE?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDMqtOOTnCA/Tk6bBqbKTRI/AAAAAAAABNQ/mBAsFPonTaU/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDMqtOOTnCA/Tk6bBqbKTRI/AAAAAAAABNQ/mBAsFPonTaU/s320/002.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know I sound like my mom, but..........WHERE HAS THE TIME GONE??&amp;nbsp; Seems like just yesterday sweet Audrey was born.&amp;nbsp; She is now 7 and in 2nd grade.&amp;nbsp; CRAZY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6699643305748751446?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6699643305748751446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6699643305748751446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6699643305748751446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6699643305748751446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-has-time-gone.html' title='WHERE HAS THE TIME GONE?????'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDMqtOOTnCA/Tk6bBqbKTRI/AAAAAAAABNQ/mBAsFPonTaU/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4938631443717545420</id><published>2011-08-15T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T20:52:17.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins and LiLi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ucbFJh5Sh_E/TknIHNoMgEI/AAAAAAAABNE/Xzp8lcZDKaw/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Ruston cousins came over yesterday to play.&amp;nbsp; They also came to see LiLi.&amp;nbsp; Abby and Madeline's relationship is complicated.&amp;nbsp; I'm certain they love each other because they are family, but sometimes I am not sure they like each other.&amp;nbsp; Abby's 2 months older than Madeline and that makes Madeline sooooo mad!!&amp;nbsp; Madeline is taller and just a little bigger than Abby and that makes Abby sooooo mad.&amp;nbsp; "Why is she bigger if I am older?"&amp;nbsp; I suppose this will go on for the next 20 years or so.......ha!&amp;nbsp; They are BOTH precious; that's certain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4K92wtDSBBM/TknKjw3ZaoI/AAAAAAAABNM/4xVxvVXWXuY/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4K92wtDSBBM/TknKjw3ZaoI/AAAAAAAABNM/4xVxvVXWXuY/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Audrey LOVES Julia.&amp;nbsp; In fact, she loves all babies.&amp;nbsp; She spent most of the afternoon playing and holding Julia.&amp;nbsp; Sweet baby girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ucbFJh5Sh_E/TknIHNoMgEI/AAAAAAAABNE/Xzp8lcZDKaw/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ucbFJh5Sh_E/TknIHNoMgEI/AAAAAAAABNE/Xzp8lcZDKaw/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNgAsoyWPf0/TknH4VldhoI/AAAAAAAABNA/BOwa2zNClYY/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNgAsoyWPf0/TknH4VldhoI/AAAAAAAABNA/BOwa2zNClYY/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We love that LiLi comes over practically every Sunday.&amp;nbsp; The girls love to play with their LiLi.&amp;nbsp; It is even more fun when the cousins come, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note, Poppa and Honey have started charm bracelets for Audrey and Emma (and the other girls when they get bigger).&amp;nbsp; They bought them James Avery charm bracelets and the summer after each school year they get to pick a charm.&amp;nbsp; So, by the time they graduate from high school, they will have a charm bracelet full of memories.&amp;nbsp; So neat!&amp;nbsp; Audrey had a hard time narrowing down her charm choice.&amp;nbsp; I tried to get her to get peas in a pod because she was a pea in her 1st grade class.&amp;nbsp; She quickly reminded me that she had strep throat and didn't even go to school the day of the play.&amp;nbsp; She also considered a few beach charms because we went to Watercolor with the family during Easter break.&amp;nbsp; She finally ended up choosing an artist's palette because she LOVES her art class with Mrs. Renee!&amp;nbsp; She's excited to get it.&amp;nbsp; What a neat idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4938631443717545420?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4938631443717545420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4938631443717545420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4938631443717545420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4938631443717545420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/08/cousins-and-lili.html' title='Cousins and LiLi'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4K92wtDSBBM/TknKjw3ZaoI/AAAAAAAABNM/4xVxvVXWXuY/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-3250208899479963761</id><published>2011-08-14T11:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T11:33:54.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Aunt Lora and Cousin Camille</title><content type='html'>Thank you so much Aunt Lora and Cousin Camille for the lamp and stool.  We love them and they look so cute in Abby's room.  Thanks for thinking of us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0xed-yi2Ic/Tkf4S9waJZI/AAAAAAAABM8/HFyWW3X3CJE/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0xed-yi2Ic/Tkf4S9waJZI/AAAAAAAABM8/HFyWW3X3CJE/s200/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640750063003772306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMI_AvT07yA/Tkf4B3YC5rI/AAAAAAAABM0/6NDAYc_beFo/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMI_AvT07yA/Tkf4B3YC5rI/AAAAAAAABM0/6NDAYc_beFo/s200/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640749769233196722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stool (with a very cute model)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-3250208899479963761?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3250208899479963761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=3250208899479963761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3250208899479963761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3250208899479963761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/08/thanks-aunt-lora-and-cousin-camille.html' title='Thanks Aunt Lora and Cousin Camille'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0xed-yi2Ic/Tkf4S9waJZI/AAAAAAAABM8/HFyWW3X3CJE/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-1706100642282439834</id><published>2011-08-08T17:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T17:37:26.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey's Arm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrzkK-FEFAI/TkBkB9wY8uI/AAAAAAAABMs/u_GOLO6j-38/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrzkK-FEFAI/TkBkB9wY8uI/AAAAAAAABMs/u_GOLO6j-38/s200/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638616718388032226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to see Dr. Blair today.  Abby's x-ray looked excellent and she was released from care.  Yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey's x-ray looked good, too.  He was impressed with how wonderfully her arm is progressing and she was able to get a smaller cast.  Her bone is starting to bow a little, but he wasn't too concerned.  He showed her an exercise to do that she help with it.  She was able to get a new smaller cast today.  It is so much lighter and she can now bend her elbow.  Today she chose a glow-in-the-dark cast.  Pretty cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-1706100642282439834?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/1706100642282439834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=1706100642282439834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1706100642282439834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1706100642282439834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/08/audreys-arm.html' title='Audrey&apos;s Arm'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrzkK-FEFAI/TkBkB9wY8uI/AAAAAAAABMs/u_GOLO6j-38/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8061832520007203431</id><published>2011-08-02T07:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T07:14:59.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a great, busy weekend.  Too bad I don't have any photos to prove it.  I either take WAY too many pictures, or none at all.  This weekend it was none.  Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night the girls spent the night with Uncle Drew, Aunt Ashley and the girls.  Andrew sent me a text at 7:30 Saturday morning and asked if Audrey could have a 3rd donut.....sure, that is what dental insurance is for, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday the four of us went to Bossier and hung out with the Seney family.  It was only slightly scary.  Kidding!  We had fun.  Audrey and Abby love playing with their cousins, Megan and Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we went to see "Annie" at the Dixie with Aunt Ashley, Madeline and LiLi.  Again, a great time.  The only drawback is my sore hand.  I injured my hand from hitting mom (LiLi) every time she tried to join in and sing.  I love you, Mom and you have a good voice, but you singing loudly in public is still hard for me.  Just a lot of flashbacks to my childhood.  The only thing that would have made it worse would have been if she were taking pictures with a polaroid.  You know that noise, don't you.  Quick side note....we always knew mom was at one of our functions when it was quiet in the AEP multipurpose room and then the LOUD noise of her polaroid.  At least she was there, right?  LOVE YOU, MOM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I took Abby, Audrey and Audrey's friend Sophia to the RHS Bearcat Belles Style Show.  We met Aunt Ashley, Madeline and Julia there.  Julia is only 6 months, but it is never too early to attend your first style show.  Our babysitter, Mrs. Shelly's daughter, Emily is a Belle and we loved watching her.  Fun times!!  At the end, the Belles performed to "Tootsie Roll".  I am certain my girls were the only kids in the place familiar with that tune.  We decided that the Belles doing the Tootsie Roll was just a tad different from the version Caleb taught our girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8061832520007203431?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8061832520007203431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8061832520007203431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8061832520007203431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8061832520007203431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-weekend.html' title='Our Weekend'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-3281891212857040170</id><published>2011-07-27T19:34:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T19:52:29.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YEA ABBY!!!</title><content type='html'>Here is Abby before we left the house this morning........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5TibAtLbyN0/TjCw1NCj2cI/AAAAAAAABMc/FJ_ecYhJbWo/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5TibAtLbyN0/TjCw1NCj2cI/AAAAAAAABMc/FJ_ecYhJbWo/s200/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634197561920444866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is Abby this afternoon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2-jmu82jG0/TjCwMJp4WfI/AAAAAAAABMU/-mWMv5veBKw/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2-jmu82jG0/TjCwMJp4WfI/AAAAAAAABMU/-mWMv5veBKw/s200/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634196856636987890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YuiDEOFB_AY/TjCv5nxySQI/AAAAAAAABMM/RgKZqeqMQcw/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YuiDEOFB_AY/TjCv5nxySQI/AAAAAAAABMM/RgKZqeqMQcw/s200/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634196538305693954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tURC6DB3X84/TjCvhwh6DpI/AAAAAAAABME/6DcA1Kx82tM/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tURC6DB3X84/TjCvhwh6DpI/AAAAAAAABME/6DcA1Kx82tM/s200/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634196128338153106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwLU0SXJI4Y/TjCu-QqM1JI/AAAAAAAABL0/CA_Gw6xy050/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwLU0SXJI4Y/TjCu-QqM1JI/AAAAAAAABL0/CA_Gw6xy050/s200/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634195518487581842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Abby had her cast removed today!!  She was excited, but after it came off, she was a little nervous.  She kept her arm bent as if she still had a cast most of the day.  I guess it will just take a while to get used to it.  She said her elbow hurt a little bit and there were a few abrasions, but Dr. Blair (my new bff) said it looked great.  He wants to follow up with her in 2 weeks and was kind enough to schedule her for the same day/time Audrey is scheduled to return!!  We will be tight with Dr. Blair and his staff before the summer is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-3281891212857040170?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3281891212857040170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=3281891212857040170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3281891212857040170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3281891212857040170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/07/yea-abby.html' title='YEA ABBY!!!'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5TibAtLbyN0/TjCw1NCj2cI/AAAAAAAABMc/FJ_ecYhJbWo/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6871322702936223214</id><published>2011-07-21T20:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T20:29:48.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Night</title><content type='html'>Our girls are so different.  Tonight Audrey sat on (not "at", but "on") the table for about an hour making a necklace from the jewelry kit she got for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dqGoew6q3M/TijPJfQh_KI/AAAAAAAABLk/zACeIz6QLi4/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dqGoew6q3M/TijPJfQh_KI/AAAAAAAABLk/zACeIz6QLi4/s200/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631979095943412898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Audrey sat quietly working on her necklace, Abby was singing and dancing.  Below she is dancing to the song about whipping your hair back and forth.....I am old....I don't know the name or artist, but I think it may be Will Smith's kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srGYCrHp56M/TijQC3YNUhI/AAAAAAAABLs/l86znHezaTM/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srGYCrHp56M/TijQC3YNUhI/AAAAAAAABLs/l86znHezaTM/s200/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631980081670607378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing to me that they came from the same place; so different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, did you notice Audrey's sweet air-brushed t-shirt?  It is her new prized possession.  Unicorn + rainbow + air-brushed = AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby's shirt is also her current favorite.  She would wear it everyday if she had her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love these silly kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6871322702936223214?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6871322702936223214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6871322702936223214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6871322702936223214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6871322702936223214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/07/thursday-night.html' title='Thursday Night'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dqGoew6q3M/TijPJfQh_KI/AAAAAAAABLk/zACeIz6QLi4/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-3357784518648131294</id><published>2011-07-18T19:20:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:38:09.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Girl With a Cast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmizVskfETI/TiTQLvfS-BI/AAAAAAAABLc/OHKM_dknvpE/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey finally got her cast today!! She picked tie-dyed.  It is very loud and happy!  When Abby saw it, she burst into tears because "mine is not as pretty!"  Poor baby.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5GyFO60jms/TiTP94XyOYI/AAAAAAAABLU/PFF3tj2Lp-c/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5GyFO60jms/TiTP94XyOYI/AAAAAAAABLU/PFF3tj2Lp-c/s200/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630854096131078530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do believe she may be the happiest child with a cast EVER...she obviously was a little tickled as seen below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8B7q_Lh6YWs/TiTPmJmBscI/AAAAAAAABLM/2eFqJ48ubr8/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8B7q_Lh6YWs/TiTPmJmBscI/AAAAAAAABLM/2eFqJ48ubr8/s200/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630853688437354946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--i_8b_iyLDE/TiTPFCnBkGI/AAAAAAAABLE/u7YBD9JAhZk/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--i_8b_iyLDE/TiTPFCnBkGI/AAAAAAAABLE/u7YBD9JAhZk/s200/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630853119626809442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2-eKWuWPvE/TiTOkZw_LpI/AAAAAAAABK0/0xIUSXJhiQo/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2-eKWuWPvE/TiTOkZw_LpI/AAAAAAAABK0/0xIUSXJhiQo/s200/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630852558906928786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After I took Audrey's pictures, I decided we needed to document both girls with their casts....they are sooo silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gukxabOsJaM/TiTO3dnFaCI/AAAAAAAABK8/s3titFP2zDs/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t15ywKJkviQ/TiTOSXfNxiI/AAAAAAAABKs/IWx_eDZBmKA/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t15ywKJkviQ/TiTOSXfNxiI/AAAAAAAABKs/IWx_eDZBmKA/s200/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630852249057871394" 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/7251428125544637561-3357784518648131294?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3357784518648131294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=3357784518648131294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3357784518648131294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3357784518648131294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-girl-with-cast.html' title='Happy Girl With a Cast'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5GyFO60jms/TiTP94XyOYI/AAAAAAAABLU/PFF3tj2Lp-c/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8499560706703945789</id><published>2011-07-16T18:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T19:15:54.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sb0Adv_C12M/TiImSx30rwI/AAAAAAAABKc/EE_wTBE73Fk/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sb0Adv_C12M/TiImSx30rwI/AAAAAAAABKc/EE_wTBE73Fk/s200/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630104588233518850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night was a turning point at the Seney House.  Since Tuesday night, things just haven't been "right."  It just didn't feel right.  Ya know?  We were at the ER all evening Tuesday, Abby was with the Allen's (thank God) and Caleb and I were both scared, worried, stressed, tired and the list goes on and on.  The "unrightness" continued Wednesday (I was home from work, Abby had the stomach bug and Audrey had her splint and sling).  The day was weird and we could all feel it.  The weirdness continued on Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was better.  Caleb stayed home and I went to work.  I had a pretty productive day.  When I got home, Caleb cooked supper and we ate.  Then I bathed the girls (yes, it is true...they had not been bathed since Monday; DON'T JUDGE).  What a difference a bath makes!!  Of course, we couldn't wash Audrey's hair because the splint can't get wet and I was too lazy to figure out a way to do it.  Instead we used dry shampoo that doesn't require water.  It wasn't too bad.  Audrey and I agree it stinks, but it made some difference.  Thankfully, Audrey has beautiful, thick hair.  It just doesn't get greasy nor does it look yucky.  I think the short cut helps, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bath time, the girls just seemed happier.  Things started feeling "right" again.  It was also a turning point in how I feel about Audrey's arm.  I all of a sudden knew everything was going to be OKAY.  She is fine!!  Just a couple of broken bones, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thankful for a Friday night bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this little family.  My girls are precious and my husband is strong and steady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, God, for your many blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8499560706703945789?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8499560706703945789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8499560706703945789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8499560706703945789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8499560706703945789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/07/friday-night-bath.html' title='Friday Night Bath'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sb0Adv_C12M/TiImSx30rwI/AAAAAAAABKc/EE_wTBE73Fk/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-486255510258447253</id><published>2011-07-14T15:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T15:24:16.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And it is now Audrey's turn.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eR-6sAjQGfU/Th9MFKOPW4I/AAAAAAAABKU/k_IOPeRSgHU/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eR-6sAjQGfU/Th9MFKOPW4I/AAAAAAAABKU/k_IOPeRSgHU/s200/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629301710763547522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey now has a broken arm.....seriously!!!  She broke her arm Tuesday while going cheer/tumbling.  We were trying to decide if she wanted to participate in the sport.  She was just a "guest" at the class Tuesday.  Apparently, she attempted a back bend without assistance.  The teacher had just turned her back.  Thankfully, I was there (I guess??).  I did not see it happen, which I am also thankful for, but was able to get her to the ER quickly.  She broke her right radius and ulna (I think I have the names of those bones right!!!).  It really was scary.  The attending PA at the ER had us prepared for surgery.  They called in Dr. Blair (who happens to be our new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;).  He decided he wanted to attempt to reset it first.  So, Caleb stayed in the room with her....he's the strong parent....while Dad, Laurie and I waited int he waiting room (so thankful Dad and Laurie came.  Thinks just seem better when your dad is around, ya know??).  Also, Dad and Laurie brought us a portable DVD player and movies for Audrey to watch.  You see, they could not reset it for sometime because of the severity of the breaks, they wanted her sedated to do the procedure and she had food/water on her tummy.  Dr. Blair was able to "fix" it so that surgery was not required.  He said he impressed himself!  Ha!  Audrey just has to take it easy and practically do nothing until Monday when she gets her cast.  Bless her little heart!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sweet friends Sally and Curt kept Abby for us.  Actually, Sally offered to keep the girls in the afternoons for me because my regular babysitter is on vacation this week.  So, Sally got my girls Monday after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt;.  I went to pick them up from her house Monday afternoon and Abby burst into tears when she saw me.  She didn't want to leave!!  So, they spent the night with Sally (and her kids) Monday night and Abby ended up staying Tuesday night, too since we were at the ER until about 9:30.  Well, Sally called me at 6 on Wednesday morning and told me that Abby had been throwing up since about 3!!  Nice!!  She and Curt were so nice as to not even call us in the middle of the night.  Needless to say, we owe them BIG TIME!!  So blessed and thankful for sweet friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was just a great day for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Seney's&lt;/span&gt;!!  Ha!!  Truthfully, we are thankful for healthy children.  This too shall pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update when Audrey gets her cast.  She is already thinking of what color she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never a dull moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-486255510258447253?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/486255510258447253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=486255510258447253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/486255510258447253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/486255510258447253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-it-is-now-audreys-turn.html' title='And it is now Audrey&apos;s turn.........'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eR-6sAjQGfU/Th9MFKOPW4I/AAAAAAAABKU/k_IOPeRSgHU/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7472480251698378636</id><published>2011-07-11T19:00:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T19:30:40.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y9ciFngqkn4/ThuRlA-VZ2I/AAAAAAAABKM/aI8rz5Gyht8/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y9ciFngqkn4/ThuRlA-VZ2I/AAAAAAAABKM/aI8rz5Gyht8/s200/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628252224432203618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had Audrey's birthday party Saturday at Cedar Creek pool.  She really wanted to have a swimming party, so that's what we did!!  We did it in the evening, though so it wouldn't be too hot!  The picture above is LiLi with the Seney kids and the Miller kids.  The James kids were out of town.  LiLi has always gotten all the kids presents on birthdays.  So, it was Audrey's bday so she got gifts and the other kids got little "prizes".  MawMaw (Mom's mom) did this for us and she is continuing the tradition......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party went really well.  Between cousins and friends, there were plenty of kids there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUbR13N81A4/ThuRUhJKJAI/AAAAAAAABKE/V-1XVsXkcYA/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUbR13N81A4/ThuRUhJKJAI/AAAAAAAABKE/V-1XVsXkcYA/s200/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628251941009761282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poppa and Honey with Abby, Jack, Audrey and Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fARUPmzLoXw/ThuRCHT3_gI/AAAAAAAABJ8/4I5D7jw9L24/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fARUPmzLoXw/ThuRCHT3_gI/AAAAAAAABJ8/4I5D7jw9L24/s200/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628251624837742082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey with cousin Megan (Caleb's sister's daughter) ad Emma and Jack.  They are all pretty close in age.  The girls are 7 and Jack is 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQufDK7agCA/ThuQvI1A5TI/AAAAAAAABJ0/ZObnWyZRM0k/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQufDK7agCA/ThuQvI1A5TI/AAAAAAAABJ0/ZObnWyZRM0k/s200/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628251298827658546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friends having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YP4o0KiL3cQ/ThuQbSUVqsI/AAAAAAAABJs/4lgwhWeQ2rc/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YP4o0KiL3cQ/ThuQbSUVqsI/AAAAAAAABJs/4lgwhWeQ2rc/s200/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628250957777578690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sophie Mae, Riley, Audrey and Jack did this FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQowb7h_DI4/ThuQJuDkZ-I/AAAAAAAABJk/eHAFeFTJkto/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQowb7h_DI4/ThuQJuDkZ-I/AAAAAAAABJk/eHAFeFTJkto/s200/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628250655985788898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little cousins....Jackson (Megan's brother) and Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru3NznP-Tg4/ThuP5NP7ZwI/AAAAAAAABJc/m85UwYA2xck/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru3NznP-Tg4/ThuP5NP7ZwI/AAAAAAAABJc/m85UwYA2xck/s200/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628250372301350658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flip-flop cupcakes with a fish cupcake for Audrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz3Cq1gFOts/ThuPobUys0I/AAAAAAAABJU/qrqL0iTYWQc/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz3Cq1gFOts/ThuPobUys0I/AAAAAAAABJU/qrqL0iTYWQc/s200/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628250084022072130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9fGbylGm0w/ThuPW7XpaEI/AAAAAAAABJM/1Mr7RDSryfQ/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9fGbylGm0w/ThuPW7XpaEI/AAAAAAAABJM/1Mr7RDSryfQ/s200/095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628249783386335298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was SOOOO excited about this Password Journal from LiLi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zQuzDeRfcMM/ThuPEuSrtII/AAAAAAAABJE/pQrfr9tj0yc/s1600/101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zQuzDeRfcMM/ThuPEuSrtII/AAAAAAAABJE/pQrfr9tj0yc/s200/101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628249470638208130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of Audrey and Riley!  They met at our babysitters and just hit it off!!  Sweet friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, the party was great and the weekend was great!!  We loved having our family in town.  My girls LOVE their Nanny (my sister, Ann).  Can't wait to see y'all again soon.  It's our turn to go to Thibodaux.....hopefully soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-7472480251698378636?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7472480251698378636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7472480251698378636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7472480251698378636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7472480251698378636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/07/audreys-birthday-party.html' title='Audrey&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y9ciFngqkn4/ThuRlA-VZ2I/AAAAAAAABKM/aI8rz5Gyht8/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-3759235574002899721</id><published>2011-07-09T09:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T10:02:34.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LiLi's Birthday Party!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hLP0sPCGNU/ThhrFWXx9fI/AAAAAAAABI8/uwUjDHwYbUs/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hLP0sPCGNU/ThhrFWXx9fI/AAAAAAAABI8/uwUjDHwYbUs/s200/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627365474048275954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was Mom's birthday.  We had a little party for her last night when Ann and the kids got in town.  Andrew and Ashley are out of town so they weren't able to join us.....we missed y'all (especially those sweet girls M and J).  Mom has mentioned several times that she wishes Audrey would have been born on her birthday, but instead she came on the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  Sorry, Mom, I love you, but I don't think I would have been able to put off child birth for another 24 hours!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jhIMAWEfpkQ/ThhqytBKWzI/AAAAAAAABI0/3FWlWzWi-TY/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jhIMAWEfpkQ/ThhqytBKWzI/AAAAAAAABI0/3FWlWzWi-TY/s200/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627365153709906738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LiLi&lt;/span&gt; blowing out her candles.....well, her candle!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iWVlIyCsiPU/ThhqeDD7f5I/AAAAAAAABIs/FK6ukAEVudQ/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iWVlIyCsiPU/ThhqeDD7f5I/AAAAAAAABIs/FK6ukAEVudQ/s200/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627364798849843090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;COUSINS!!  So hard to get them to all look at the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJ0KICvvRMA/Thhps-hXZcI/AAAAAAAABIk/pjPqTOSfWgg/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJ0KICvvRMA/Thhps-hXZcI/AAAAAAAABIk/pjPqTOSfWgg/s200/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627363955817539010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading her cards.  She LOVES cards for every occasions and keeps them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIUIOy2DxFU/ThhpcaKsLrI/AAAAAAAABIc/AWDbzkrboJo/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIUIOy2DxFU/ThhpcaKsLrI/AAAAAAAABIc/AWDbzkrboJo/s200/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627363671180848818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ann helping her with the new bracelets she was given......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-36hj94fg4-I/ThhpLLqzpmI/AAAAAAAABIU/Tis6BPJCCcE/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-36hj94fg4-I/ThhpLLqzpmI/AAAAAAAABIU/Tis6BPJCCcE/s200/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627363375231247970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So proud of her new picture frame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun little get together and cannot wait to celebrate Audrey's birthday with her party this evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-3759235574002899721?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3759235574002899721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=3759235574002899721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3759235574002899721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3759235574002899721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/07/lilis-birthday-party.html' title='LiLi&apos;s Birthday Party!!!!!'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hLP0sPCGNU/ThhrFWXx9fI/AAAAAAAABI8/uwUjDHwYbUs/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-1124319085174425556</id><published>2011-07-08T06:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T06:56:57.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY (yesterday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o7sCuJB46oQ/ThbvnU3f4XI/AAAAAAAABIM/LMNBPKF8Pp8/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o7sCuJB46oQ/ThbvnU3f4XI/AAAAAAAABIM/LMNBPKF8Pp8/s200/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626948243341435250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday, Audrey!!  You are such a blessing to your family!!  You are smart, beautiful, funny and loved by many. I hope your special day was wonderful and look forward to your party on Saturday.  Love you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when Caleb took her picture, she asked for a picture of her feet.  Silly kid!  Her cute shoes are from her Nanny (Aunt Ann) and her painted toes are courtesy of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hearne&lt;/span&gt; twins (our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;babysitter's&lt;/span&gt; daughters).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HdIWIghiX6I/ThbvVSs5bKI/AAAAAAAABIE/by4LOX3rrF4/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HdIWIghiX6I/ThbvVSs5bKI/AAAAAAAABIE/by4LOX3rrF4/s200/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626947933522455714" 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/7251428125544637561-1124319085174425556?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/1124319085174425556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=1124319085174425556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1124319085174425556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1124319085174425556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-birthday-yesterday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY (yesterday)'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o7sCuJB46oQ/ThbvnU3f4XI/AAAAAAAABIM/LMNBPKF8Pp8/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6251802804875727824</id><published>2011-07-06T21:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:24:21.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK CAST and TUMBLE/CHEER CAMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t5soK5rm7Lk/ThUXpeli5zI/AAAAAAAABH8/3eDqJij1KyM/s1600/263407_2173389571617_1153125383_32574868_6261273_n%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t5soK5rm7Lk/ThUXpeli5zI/AAAAAAAABH8/3eDqJij1KyM/s200/263407_2173389571617_1153125383_32574868_6261273_n%25281%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626429310821918514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, sweet Abby has had her cast for a week now.  She is doing GREAT!  It has not slowed her down one bit!!  And, you can see her from a mile away....SHOCKINGLY PINK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey participated in a tumble/cheer camp last week at Powerhouse.  She loved it and did great.  So much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukJohAV-AjY/ThUWu96s9JI/AAAAAAAABH0/UED6GZ8AgBk/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukJohAV-AjY/ThUWu96s9JI/AAAAAAAABH0/UED6GZ8AgBk/s200/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626428305619874962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls before their performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_a13-FveGp4/ThUWc6r1S3I/AAAAAAAABHs/QJ92dDiGd20/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_a13-FveGp4/ThUWc6r1S3I/AAAAAAAABHs/QJ92dDiGd20/s200/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626427995514555250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hoo&lt;/span&gt;!! Go Audrey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I cannot believe this, but Audrey turns 7 tomorrow!  Really?  Where have the years gone?  We will have a fun and busy weekend with her party and family coming in town.  Pictures to follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6251802804875727824?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6251802804875727824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6251802804875727824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6251802804875727824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6251802804875727824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/07/pink-cast-and-tumblecheer-camp.html' title='PINK CAST and TUMBLE/CHEER CAMP'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t5soK5rm7Lk/ThUXpeli5zI/AAAAAAAABH8/3eDqJij1KyM/s72-c/263407_2173389571617_1153125383_32574868_6261273_n%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-1718851303045784978</id><published>2011-07-04T08:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T09:07:52.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>I would really love to show you how cute Abby is in her pink cast (I know I shouldn't think that Abby is cute in a cast, but if she has to be in one at least she rocks it), but I CANNOT get pictures to upload on blogger......I have been trying since Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to share pictures of Audrey from tumble/cheer camp.  She loved it and did really well.  The girl has a pretty good cartwheel (she is almost as good as me!!!!).  I can remember doing cartwheels and front walkovers down the aisle of Harvest Foods or was it still Safeway????  Either way, I am sorry I did that, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, happy July 4th!!  I will try with my pictures again soon.  Enjoy your day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-1718851303045784978?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/1718851303045784978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=1718851303045784978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1718851303045784978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1718851303045784978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/07/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-1809664851251092057</id><published>2011-06-27T17:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T18:09:38.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Little Abs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bn2EtpahFG0/TgkJa3QCvwI/AAAAAAAABHk/oE-U7KDtdgA/s1600/abby%2Bbroke%2Barm%2Blollipop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bn2EtpahFG0/TgkJa3QCvwI/AAAAAAAABHk/oE-U7KDtdgA/s200/abby%2Bbroke%2Barm%2Blollipop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623035966861262594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How sad is that??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, sweet little Abby has a broken her arm.  Bless her sweet heart.  It happened Sunday night.  Caleb was playing with her and threw her on the bed (like he always does) and she just landed the wrong way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all four just sort of freaked out.  Abby wanted both of us to go to the ER with her, so we all four went.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NLMC&lt;/span&gt; ER was great.  They were so sweet to all of us and took care of Abby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;.  And, they both got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Popsicles&lt;/span&gt; when it was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby has a green stick fracture.  It is the bone above her right elbow.  It is partially broken.  We see the orthopedic Wednesday to get her cast.  I've been told that you can swim with casts these days.  Hope that is true!!  We are headed to the beach Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to cut her pajama arm sleeve to get the splint on.  She was okay with that since she had on her Christmas pajamas from last year.  She said "I will get some more next Christmas."  Sweet baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has had the best attitude.  Laughing and making jokes about her broken arm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HtdqGfH2PVA/TgkJR6RVdPI/AAAAAAAABHc/1Zby6PhVeDI/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HtdqGfH2PVA/TgkJR6RVdPI/AAAAAAAABHc/1Zby6PhVeDI/s200/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623035813053166834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves showing people "her bones."  She said today that her x-ray looks like a slide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QN-gp_XI8Kc/TgkI-Rpf1UI/AAAAAAAABHU/VRnKA9q8hkk/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QN-gp_XI8Kc/TgkI-Rpf1UI/AAAAAAAABHU/VRnKA9q8hkk/s200/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623035475731141954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what sweet Aunt Mary sent Abby today.  She was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; excited!  Thank you, Aunt Mary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will post pictures of her cast later in the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-1809664851251092057?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/1809664851251092057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=1809664851251092057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1809664851251092057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1809664851251092057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/06/poor-little-abs.html' title='Poor Little Abs'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bn2EtpahFG0/TgkJa3QCvwI/AAAAAAAABHk/oE-U7KDtdgA/s72-c/abby%2Bbroke%2Barm%2Blollipop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8307886660486609445</id><published>2011-06-26T12:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T12:51:02.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peach Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V4nZmoshfIk/TgdukERUpvI/AAAAAAAABHM/EGIy9LxTjik/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V4nZmoshfIk/TgdukERUpvI/AAAAAAAABHM/EGIy9LxTjik/s200/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622584225696098034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Peach Festival was the weekend.  The only part we participated in was the parade.  It is just way too hot!!  I do not like to be hot and sweaty unless I am supposed to be hot and sweaty, ya know?  I love to sweat when I work out because I feel like I am doing something.  Other than that, I DO NOT LIKE TO BE HOT!!  Poor Audrey is the same way.  She gets ANGRY when she gets hot.  Poor baby inherited the James Sweat Glands.  Just talk to Andrew or Ann if you have questions about the JSG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7wpa9dqjLg/TgduMY4MO2I/AAAAAAAABHE/Ta0h6H2te60/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7wpa9dqjLg/TgduMY4MO2I/AAAAAAAABHE/Ta0h6H2te60/s200/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622583818910972770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls enjoyed watching the parade.  I think Abby had more fun.  Audrey would take little breaks and go sit in the chair provided by Uncle Drew.  As mentioned above, it was the HEAT that had Big A taking breaks.  I love this picture above.  They are both smiling and having fun.  They are waving at a life size Scooby Doo strapped on the back of one of a Shriner on a motorcycle.  They liked the motorcycles more than the Shriners in the little cars.....i have always been a little disturbed by that, maybe my girls are, too??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_HneF0evbY/Tgdtwn_srBI/AAAAAAAABG8/GCK4setmLSc/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_HneF0evbY/Tgdtwn_srBI/AAAAAAAABG8/GCK4setmLSc/s200/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622583341932653586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seeing this preciousness made it worth hanging out in the heat.  We heart baby Julia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AND, the REAL reason we attended the parade was to see Cousin Madeline!!  By far the most beautiful little girl in the parade and she gave the best candy.  Thanks for the ring pops.  A perfect candy choice given from a princess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D-pzi3vBDws/Tgdtdantm_I/AAAAAAAABG0/ZXh0yRk08kU/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D-pzi3vBDws/Tgdtdantm_I/AAAAAAAABG0/ZXh0yRk08kU/s200/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622583011924876274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8307886660486609445?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8307886660486609445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8307886660486609445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8307886660486609445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8307886660486609445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/06/peach-festival.html' title='Peach Festival'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V4nZmoshfIk/TgdukERUpvI/AAAAAAAABHM/EGIy9LxTjik/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-167180055362005468</id><published>2011-06-23T20:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T21:05:02.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's 4 year check up (just a few months late....)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hl4gNMPXsd8/TgPvT1y2ZGI/AAAAAAAABGs/jd_QkrAtL2Q/s1600/absglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hl4gNMPXsd8/TgPvT1y2ZGI/AAAAAAAABGs/jd_QkrAtL2Q/s200/absglasses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621599884025422946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is sweet Abby walking into see Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Slusher&lt;/span&gt; today.  We finally had a 4 year check up, which included shots.  My sweet girl did awesome!!  Not one tear was shed!  So proud of her!!  She weighed in at a whopping 32 pounds and is 41 inches.  Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Slusher&lt;/span&gt; said she could stand to gain a few pounds, but she is not at all worried.  The child has a great appetite and eats fruits, veggies and basically anything you put in front of her (unlike her sister, but that's another story).  She is also ALWAYS moving, playing, dancing, and ALWAYS talking.  I sometimes wonder if she will ever STOP talking!  She is just such a sweetheart (and funny).  Today she told me she either wanted to be a belly dancer or a hula girl when she grows up.  She followed that up with "maybe I can just be both."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--dfOMcZaFMs/TgPuf_SchQI/AAAAAAAABGk/ioYYTuJwUV4/s1600/abswaitin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--dfOMcZaFMs/TgPuf_SchQI/AAAAAAAABGk/ioYYTuJwUV4/s200/abswaitin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621598993220666626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading and waiting for the doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-167180055362005468?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/167180055362005468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=167180055362005468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/167180055362005468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/167180055362005468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/06/abbys-4-year-check-up-just-few-months.html' title='Abby&apos;s 4 year check up (just a few months late....)'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hl4gNMPXsd8/TgPvT1y2ZGI/AAAAAAAABGs/jd_QkrAtL2Q/s72-c/absglasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-2046685645570679811</id><published>2011-06-20T06:43:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T07:21:18.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day/Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6H8ldHWCdOE/Tf81sDmxCSI/AAAAAAAABGU/5i0JZWKBivQ/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6H8ldHWCdOE/Tf81sDmxCSI/AAAAAAAABGU/5i0JZWKBivQ/s200/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620269890980088098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caleb and his girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a good weekend.  We spent time at the pool, time at home and time with family!  Audrey and Abby went to the Princess Peach Pageant with their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LiLi&lt;/span&gt; to cheer on cousin, Madeline.  They had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I volunteered to help out with the 3 year-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; at church.  Normally, Caleb and I are in the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade class, but are taking a break this summer.  Wow!  By the time church was over, I needed a nap!!  I applaud the people that can do that every week.  Twelve 3 year-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; wore me out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb had to work for a while on Sunday (a new camp started).  Late afternoon, we went to Dad and Laurie's house for a little Father's Day/Birthday celebration.  Yesterday was my dad's birthday and also in the month of June his brother, Noel and their cousin, Faye celebrate birthdays.  So, we had cake and ice cream to celebrate.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4E-1gWzdpRo/Tf83qnwfZuI/AAAAAAAABGc/eoQ7D46OWvs/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4E-1gWzdpRo/Tf83qnwfZuI/AAAAAAAABGc/eoQ7D46OWvs/s200/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620272065348069090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey and Abby with their Poppa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_7JB95OjNKU/Tf81H69TmzI/AAAAAAAABGE/Hea1uq3BI_4/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_7JB95OjNKU/Tf81H69TmzI/AAAAAAAABGE/Hea1uq3BI_4/s200/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620269270183418674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Lora and sweet baby Julia (Andrew and Ashley's baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HWd9M795lsc/Tf80sLo82EI/AAAAAAAABF8/xmkUQmCjWPo/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HWd9M795lsc/Tf80sLo82EI/AAAAAAAABF8/xmkUQmCjWPo/s200/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620268793625106498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad and Uncle Noel with their cousin, Faye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IfdbgFLqEd0/Tf80X8LZqkI/AAAAAAAABF0/HFx3cOLI5QQ/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IfdbgFLqEd0/Tf80X8LZqkI/AAAAAAAABF0/HFx3cOLI5QQ/s200/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620268445877250626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby, cousin Madeline and Audrey eating birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WzaHvOnuFo4/Tf80EkXlnaI/AAAAAAAABFs/9dq-bsgtNzk/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WzaHvOnuFo4/Tf80EkXlnaI/AAAAAAAABFs/9dq-bsgtNzk/s200/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620268113068400034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey and Abby with Honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Going out to Poppa and Honey's house is such an adventure for the girls.  Their house is almost like a museum with all their art work!!!  They have lots of stuff that the girls can look at, but not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;necessarily&lt;/span&gt; touch!!  Also, they are so impressed with the bathtubs.  They sink down.  Growing up in this house, I never really thought about the tubs being different.  Now that I am a parent, all I can think about is how hard it would be to bathe children in those tubs!!  I guess your perspective changes over time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYMhhyrOOFs/Tf8zz3K6soI/AAAAAAAABFk/jEDtfWybMBE/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYMhhyrOOFs/Tf8zz3K6soI/AAAAAAAABFk/jEDtfWybMBE/s200/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620267826057753218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing in the tub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Although the house is similar to a museum, Poppa and Honey ALWAYS have toys and books on hand for the kids to play with.  They really do love going out to their Poppa and Honey's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bNtT-QuMpyU/Tf8ziSwWdgI/AAAAAAAABFc/6FbWV1YxMnY/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bNtT-QuMpyU/Tf8ziSwWdgI/AAAAAAAABFc/6FbWV1YxMnY/s200/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620267524224873986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey and Honey working on an activity book (cousin Amanda is in the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XwHR8B7_AhI/Tf8zPgE9-UI/AAAAAAAABFU/TkZeBoE2J5Q/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XwHR8B7_AhI/Tf8zPgE9-UI/AAAAAAAABFU/TkZeBoE2J5Q/s200/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620267201383496002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, it's like arts and crafts time!! (cousin Elisha is joining in on the fun; sorry, Dad, guess I caught you off guard! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b4NAJvmxnC4/Tf8y3N8pT4I/AAAAAAAABFM/E0VR6gHMvJA/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b4NAJvmxnC4/Tf8y3N8pT4I/AAAAAAAABFM/E0VR6gHMvJA/s200/040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620266784199888770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siblings (Uncle Noel, Aunt Carol and Dad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Caleb and I ended the day by going to see "Super 8."  Caleb described it as a cross between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Goonies&lt;/span&gt; and ET.  It was a pretty good movie.  Caleb chose the movie because it was his day.  I wasn't sure I would like it, but I did!!  We had a good time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-2046685645570679811?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/2046685645570679811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=2046685645570679811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/2046685645570679811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/2046685645570679811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-daybirthdays.html' title='Father&apos;s Day/Birthdays'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6H8ldHWCdOE/Tf81sDmxCSI/AAAAAAAABGU/5i0JZWKBivQ/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8755539342902226573</id><published>2011-06-15T18:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T18:52:07.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1UDVeVtric/TflE9DU4CAI/AAAAAAAABFE/TOodguGvEsM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1UDVeVtric/TflE9DU4CAI/AAAAAAAABFE/TOodguGvEsM/s200/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618597825776977922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls got their summer cuts today.......... Here are the before pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5n0TS6bsRC4/TflD7GkytAI/AAAAAAAABE0/cU0zGZUByYI/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5n0TS6bsRC4/TflD7GkytAI/AAAAAAAABE0/cU0zGZUByYI/s200/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618596692777677826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvGZrbtrafI/TflDiGLOicI/AAAAAAAABEs/tKHRxoMtje4/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvGZrbtrafI/TflDiGLOicI/AAAAAAAABEs/tKHRxoMtje4/s200/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618596263173720514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the after pictures........SOOOOO cute!  We love their new cuts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xIXMRbvDxPA/TflDIxZPHZI/AAAAAAAABEk/zIN5Ss0zYyk/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xIXMRbvDxPA/TflDIxZPHZI/AAAAAAAABEk/zIN5Ss0zYyk/s200/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618595828098604434" 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/7251428125544637561-8755539342902226573?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8755539342902226573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8755539342902226573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8755539342902226573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8755539342902226573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/06/haircuts.html' title='Haircuts'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1UDVeVtric/TflE9DU4CAI/AAAAAAAABFE/TOodguGvEsM/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7293287068119145918</id><published>2011-06-12T07:54:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T13:02:40.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey's Dance Recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHIaJ-poXNI/TfT9L1Oz33I/AAAAAAAABEc/Tnt8FDP8G1k/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHIaJ-poXNI/TfT9L1Oz33I/AAAAAAAABEc/Tnt8FDP8G1k/s200/048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617393014947438450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, the dance recital has come and gone!  Y'all, it is a BIG deal!  A week of rehearsals and dress rehearsal leading up to the big event.  I am so thankful for Melanie, Audrey's friend's mom.  She helps us out soooo much with so many things.  Mainly transporting Audrey to and fro.  It's hard for a working momma, but she makes it so much easier.  She was awesome to take Audrey to rehearsal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey did dance two years ago, skipped last year and did it again this year.  After the recital our first year, Audrey said she didn't want to do it anymore.  Well, she said the same thing this year.  This time I think we are done!  She just never really got into it.  That's okay with us.  She will take art again next school year and we may try gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BSy7GEi-ktk/TfT8vdk06yI/AAAAAAAABEU/l23MS53NppY/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BSy7GEi-ktk/TfT8vdk06yI/AAAAAAAABEU/l23MS53NppY/s200/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617392527560993570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Make up is very important (according to Missy Crain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6m0EwnFvvmY/TfS6Ve0CHlI/AAAAAAAABEM/bflmcutRP9w/s1600/010.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qmNt_6bldO0/TfS58fP1-ZI/AAAAAAAABEE/leu7_zwo8-g/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qmNt_6bldO0/TfS58fP1-ZI/AAAAAAAABEE/leu7_zwo8-g/s200/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617319084069091730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A very tight bun is also necessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P9J0CI0Jio4/TfS5hXkZVHI/AAAAAAAABD8/P1Z6urWvX-E/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P9J0CI0Jio4/TfS5hXkZVHI/AAAAAAAABD8/P1Z6urWvX-E/s200/046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617318618151343218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She does make a cute mermaid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RheDCC5EJmw/TfS3TVj0dXI/AAAAAAAABDc/5nmCz-mqoPs/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-7293287068119145918?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7293287068119145918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7293287068119145918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7293287068119145918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7293287068119145918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/06/audreys-dance-recital.html' title='Audrey&apos;s Dance Recital'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHIaJ-poXNI/TfT9L1Oz33I/AAAAAAAABEc/Tnt8FDP8G1k/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-334368955707992770</id><published>2011-06-03T06:10:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:24:40.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORIAL DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It does not take a lot to entertain our children...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m-h7EXUMAnY/TejDMgUWtlI/AAAAAAAABDM/dN6SPuKqg_c/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m-h7EXUMAnY/TejDMgUWtlI/AAAAAAAABDM/dN6SPuKqg_c/s200/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613951555118478930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5RcUoN4YDc/TejC5E3UIfI/AAAAAAAABDE/--AbSUmwAoU/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5RcUoN4YDc/TejC5E3UIfI/AAAAAAAABDE/--AbSUmwAoU/s200/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613951221331403250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r89ayVyX5HM/TejCjXmxKxI/AAAAAAAABC8/Q97vpar50jg/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r89ayVyX5HM/TejCjXmxKxI/AAAAAAAABC8/Q97vpar50jg/s200/051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613950848405154578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8bcaEZVrfw/TejCNxyXL5I/AAAAAAAABC0/t3UPazKvNFY/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8bcaEZVrfw/TejCNxyXL5I/AAAAAAAABC0/t3UPazKvNFY/s200/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613950477475983250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-LRbbEsK5c/TejB2xaKU9I/AAAAAAAABCs/XWVbzGlNQ3I/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-LRbbEsK5c/TejB2xaKU9I/AAAAAAAABCs/XWVbzGlNQ3I/s200/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613950082237486034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GIzQWNazoLA/TejBddblImI/AAAAAAAABCk/fkfJiKHStKM/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GIzQWNazoLA/TejBddblImI/AAAAAAAABCk/fkfJiKHStKM/s200/055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613949647377998434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The redneck water slide is the BEST!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-334368955707992770?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/334368955707992770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=334368955707992770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/334368955707992770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/334368955707992770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/06/memorial-day.html' title='MEMORIAL DAY'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m-h7EXUMAnY/TejDMgUWtlI/AAAAAAAABDM/dN6SPuKqg_c/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-2889826338461216151</id><published>2011-05-29T15:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T15:25:02.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvQlK3RUTf8/TeKq-Z3tG3I/AAAAAAAABCY/Ph7Urwz3hjg/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvQlK3RUTf8/TeKq-Z3tG3I/AAAAAAAABCY/Ph7Urwz3hjg/s200/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612236074730199922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey last Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L9jxDjjX6HY/TeKqhtdf5dI/AAAAAAAABCQ/wTFw5DGV3xc/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L9jxDjjX6HY/TeKqhtdf5dI/AAAAAAAABCQ/wTFw5DGV3xc/s200/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612235581772785106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey this Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At this rate, the Tooth Fairy is going to be BROKE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-2889826338461216151?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/2889826338461216151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=2889826338461216151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/2889826338461216151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/2889826338461216151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/05/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvQlK3RUTf8/TeKq-Z3tG3I/AAAAAAAABCY/Ph7Urwz3hjg/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4100675479417825196</id><published>2011-05-25T19:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T20:32:29.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the School Year....</title><content type='html'>Wow!!  I cannot believe the school year is over!  Both girls have enjoyed the year.  They have grown so much this year!!  Especially Abby.  She is just not a baby anymore.  So bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey loved her teachers this year.  Mrs. Blaylock and Mrs. Barfield are wonderful teachers and Audrey continues to LOVE reading.  She also LOVES her art class with Mrs. Renee.  She created some beautiful art this year!!  Abby is now asking about taking art next year, so hopefully we can work that out!!  Abby had a fantastic first year at Wildflower.  We LOVE that school!!  I always knew she was loved on and cared for.  She learned so much this year, too.  Mrs. Lauren is very special to our family and we all love her!!  She taught Audrey and now Abby.  She even picked up Audrey some for me this year from school.  Mrs. Linda was also in Abby's room.  Love her too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have included some pictures from each of their end of the year parties.  Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4WZCzG2Gw1U/Td2q35wYOgI/AAAAAAAABBw/orVnTFNdp0M/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4WZCzG2Gw1U/Td2q35wYOgI/AAAAAAAABBw/orVnTFNdp0M/s200/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610828588146768386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqnWR66mwlk/Td2svLRuTlI/AAAAAAAABCI/n3t5g5NHfp4/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqnWR66mwlk/Td2svLRuTlI/AAAAAAAABCI/n3t5g5NHfp4/s200/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610830637254463058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDPCkuiMjoM/Td2reemayZI/AAAAAAAABB4/RzRYZP1usp4/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDPCkuiMjoM/Td2reemayZI/AAAAAAAABB4/RzRYZP1usp4/s200/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610829250872134034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wAlcpoXwOVc/Td2r8_-4wHI/AAAAAAAABCA/-UQBN6zFi40/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wAlcpoXwOVc/Td2r8_-4wHI/AAAAAAAABCA/-UQBN6zFi40/s200/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610829775229206642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4100675479417825196?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4100675479417825196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4100675479417825196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4100675479417825196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4100675479417825196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/05/end-of-school-year.html' title='End of the School Year....'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4WZCzG2Gw1U/Td2q35wYOgI/AAAAAAAABBw/orVnTFNdp0M/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-946211608573881848</id><published>2011-05-19T15:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T16:19:08.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary/Sick Kid/Shopping</title><content type='html'>First of all, I am having problems blogging lately.  If I add pictures, I cannot always type above them.  Usually it erases them and if it doesn't erase them, the words are underlined.  Curious George.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my sister and her husband's anniversary.  HAPPY ANNIVERSARY ANN AND STEVE!  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Seney's&lt;/span&gt; love you both so much!  The whole James family just loves Steve.  He fits in perfectly and he puts up with my sister...not an easy job (you know that is true, Ann)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are going on our third day of Abby being home sick.  She has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tonsilitis&lt;/span&gt;.  This is the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time in the past couple of months she has had it.  Our prediction is that she will have them out by this time next year.  She really doesn't feel bad, though, thankfully.  She has a hard time swallowing so she has been eating a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;raman&lt;/span&gt; noodles. Caleb and I have been taking turns staying with her so we can each at least work half a day.  Glad my job is flexible so that I can do that, but I will probably have to work a couple of hours Saturday to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally when the kids are sick, Caleb works in the mornings and i the afternoons so that I can have therapy sessions with my girls when they are done with school.  Well, today I had already planned to take one of my girls shopping in Monroe.  For the record, I normally DO NOT take the kids shopping, but I made an exception this time.  This certain girl has been at "the home" for almost 3 years.  She has done SO well.  She is graduating from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;RHS&lt;/span&gt; next week and has won all kids of honors, awards, scholarships, etc..so, when she asked me to take her shopping for her "goodbye" with me (she is leaving next week), I really could not say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first place she asked to go was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Maxx&lt;/span&gt;.  I know everybody loves that store and always finds good deals and all that, but quite frankly that store scares me!!  It is so overwhelming!!  But, it wasn't about me, so we went.  She really did find some cute things.  Glad we went.  While we were there, I of course looked at the kid's clothes.  I found a cute swimsuit for Abby.  It's a brand that I have bought in the past.  Audrey had a suit by the same brand and it lasted forever.  The best part is that it was only $5.99!!  What a bargain.  When I showed it to her she said, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Awwwww&lt;/span&gt;, I wish it were a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mikini&lt;/span&gt;!!"  Silly child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVfozXx_eDI/TdWALg5FHEI/AAAAAAAABBY/J3mxjC3AwMU/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lbDNa6jYOq8/TdV_3YNPyiI/AAAAAAAABBQ/YctBcrcPGao/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lbDNa6jYOq8/TdV_3YNPyiI/AAAAAAAABBQ/YctBcrcPGao/s200/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608529500327365154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves to pose!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCk8_SFNb-k/TdV_hsJ0drI/AAAAAAAABBI/KNiGJfiJcew/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCk8_SFNb-k/TdV_hsJ0drI/AAAAAAAABBI/KNiGJfiJcew/s200/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608529127724578482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also loves her dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-946211608573881848?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/946211608573881848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=946211608573881848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/946211608573881848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/946211608573881848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/05/anniversarysick-kidshopping.html' title='Anniversary/Sick Kid/Shopping'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lbDNa6jYOq8/TdV_3YNPyiI/AAAAAAAABBQ/YctBcrcPGao/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-5571902152755510726</id><published>2011-05-17T19:09:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:22:24.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just More Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IS4JqJ2HRHU/TdMQN0hlg5I/AAAAAAAABBA/WjBdhTpE4sM/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IS4JqJ2HRHU/TdMQN0hlg5I/AAAAAAAABBA/WjBdhTpE4sM/s200/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607843790630257554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night the girls slept together in Audrey's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g0_MQb_xUNg/TdMP79wVrFI/AAAAAAAABA4/Q3a99sEycUA/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g0_MQb_xUNg/TdMP79wVrFI/AAAAAAAABA4/Q3a99sEycUA/s200/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607843483870407762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby on her bike...yes, in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cm3H9w6liFw/TdMPh_9nH1I/AAAAAAAABAw/jn-_u22ngmw/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cm3H9w6liFw/TdMPh_9nH1I/AAAAAAAABAw/jn-_u22ngmw/s200/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607843037786349394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey...being Audrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Y0wtr1f-KA/TdMPDZ2KykI/AAAAAAAABAo/xEtrt64GSaI/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Y0wtr1f-KA/TdMPDZ2KykI/AAAAAAAABAo/xEtrt64GSaI/s200/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607842512158509634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby...being Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvfUikegvwE/TdMOmA2tc7I/AAAAAAAABAg/wHe-SpRBabg/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvfUikegvwE/TdMOmA2tc7I/AAAAAAAABAg/wHe-SpRBabg/s200/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607842007233688498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey working on a "project"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-5571902152755510726?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/5571902152755510726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=5571902152755510726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5571902152755510726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5571902152755510726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-more-pictures.html' title='Just More Pictures'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IS4JqJ2HRHU/TdMQN0hlg5I/AAAAAAAABBA/WjBdhTpE4sM/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4192114285750000665</id><published>2011-05-14T14:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T14:31:28.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ABBY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ao04sZRZOd0/Tc7WbnbRRVI/AAAAAAAABAY/g19x87Ga_6M/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby's school had their silent auction Thursday night.  Each class has a class project that is auctioned.  When Audrey was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WMS&lt;/span&gt;, I got her project, so I really wanted Abby's because the auction is every two years, so this was my chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby's class had "crazy dress day" and Jenn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kilpatrick&lt;/span&gt; (who also did our Christmas pics) took a picture of the class.  The kids then signed their names on the matte and made finger print flowers.  It is so cute and I (I mean we) got it!!  Abby was so excited when I brought home her class picture.  She insisted that we hang it on the wall in her room so we did.  Too cute!  We LOVE Wildflower Montessori School!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ikQjmMy58o/Tc7V_37vixI/AAAAAAAABAQ/F3oACe9w17w/s1600/001.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfSS7fOgf_k/Tc7Vs_anosI/AAAAAAAABAI/ST4xU-7TYC8/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfSS7fOgf_k/Tc7Vs_anosI/AAAAAAAABAI/ST4xU-7TYC8/s200/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606653555036889794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you look closely you can see Abby's name.  She wrote her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;b's&lt;/span&gt; backwards so it actually says Addy.  We have worked with her to turn her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;d's&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;b's&lt;/span&gt; and she had gotten down.  Ms. Lauren, her teacher, told me that a few kids "messed up" their names on the picture.  Maybe it was the pressure of writing with a marker??  Regardless, we love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4192114285750000665?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4192114285750000665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4192114285750000665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4192114285750000665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4192114285750000665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/05/abby.html' title='ABBY'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfSS7fOgf_k/Tc7Vs_anosI/AAAAAAAABAI/ST4xU-7TYC8/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6554545423833846927</id><published>2011-05-11T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:55:57.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Silly Kids and a Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--pfAKIC4vsc/TctDK9CWcBI/AAAAAAAABAA/YBCUbN_s1qs/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--pfAKIC4vsc/TctDK9CWcBI/AAAAAAAABAA/YBCUbN_s1qs/s200/069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605648016654888978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RUN, AUDREY, RUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oIB3C-36Dgg/TctCmwhYC4I/AAAAAAAAA_4/SQI_F0oXgLg/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oIB3C-36Dgg/TctCmwhYC4I/AAAAAAAAA_4/SQI_F0oXgLg/s200/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605647394820066178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SHE CRACKS ME UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6H4KWROSvxI/TctCGUBj6GI/AAAAAAAAA_w/r_3ECh4-N98/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6H4KWROSvxI/TctCGUBj6GI/AAAAAAAAA_w/r_3ECh4-N98/s200/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605646837414619234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SWEET GROVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6554545423833846927?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6554545423833846927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6554545423833846927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6554545423833846927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6554545423833846927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/05/two-silly-kids-and-dog.html' title='Two Silly Kids and a Dog'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--pfAKIC4vsc/TctDK9CWcBI/AAAAAAAABAA/YBCUbN_s1qs/s72-c/069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7636697121215826201</id><published>2011-05-09T19:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T19:07:46.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YEA!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--88yAS7Y4SE/TciBbDesZGI/AAAAAAAAA_o/sWrMWZWzhGs/s1600/camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--88yAS7Y4SE/TciBbDesZGI/AAAAAAAAA_o/sWrMWZWzhGs/s200/camera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604872038053078114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look what I got for Mother's Day!!!!  I am soooo excited!!  Thank you so much Caleb, Audrey and Abby!!  Now, if I could just figure it out............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-7636697121215826201?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7636697121215826201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7636697121215826201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7636697121215826201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7636697121215826201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/05/yea.html' title='YEA!!!!!'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--88yAS7Y4SE/TciBbDesZGI/AAAAAAAAA_o/sWrMWZWzhGs/s72-c/camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7952047381086229038</id><published>2011-05-07T08:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T08:38:06.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LLm0tl0MwUQ/TcVKaVNc9UI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/f2L8wjlednE/s1600/222771_10150285701345968_657195967_9273900_4284400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LLm0tl0MwUQ/TcVKaVNc9UI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/f2L8wjlednE/s200/222771_10150285701345968_657195967_9273900_4284400_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603967127563072834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture cracks me up!!!!!  Caleb took this of the girls before school on Thursday.  He uploaded it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; with the caption "The difference between Montessori and public school is evident wouldn't you say?"  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HaHa&lt;/span&gt;!!  So true, but we do love both of the girl's schools.  Just made me giggle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-7952047381086229038?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7952047381086229038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7952047381086229038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7952047381086229038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7952047381086229038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/05/school-girls.html' title='School Girls'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LLm0tl0MwUQ/TcVKaVNc9UI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/f2L8wjlednE/s72-c/222771_10150285701345968_657195967_9273900_4284400_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8061965363399797213</id><published>2011-05-05T05:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T05:36:54.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day from Audrey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today Audrey's class had their Mother's Day program.  So sweet!!!  When we got their they had our plates fixed with cupcakes and mixed nuts.  The kids then got our drink orders and delivered them to us.  Together, the class wrote a poem about their moms.  They read the poem to us.  My sweet Audrey can be so shy.  She stood with the class and read, but sort of hid behind her classmates.  Wonder where she gets that from???!  She is just like me!  After they read the poem then we sat down and opened our presents.  They had written and illustrated books for us.  Audrey's book is about a time she and I snuggled in bed and watched "Alice in Wonderland."  I was a little surprised because we did that a long time ago.  Wow!  Kids remember everything!!  At least twice, I found myself tearing up.  Good Lord I have become my mother!!  It seems like she cried all the time at everything we did.  I admit, I understand more and more the reasons my mom did the things she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsHMJRTqAPw/TcJ6r6YzZII/AAAAAAAAA_I/SWxyteLCQLo/s1600/audrey-mom%2527sday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsHMJRTqAPw/TcJ6r6YzZII/AAAAAAAAA_I/SWxyteLCQLo/s200/audrey-mom%2527sday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603175781228569730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey and their poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-MehkqdGEk/TcJ6RRZ7a2I/AAAAAAAAA-4/tXXY66dneWk/s1600/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-MehkqdGEk/TcJ6RRZ7a2I/AAAAAAAAA-4/tXXY66dneWk/s200/book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603175323550837602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey's book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am such a blessed momma.  God gave us two beautiful, smart and healthy girls.  I just pray that I know what to do with these girls.  What a huge responsibility!!  I love them with all my heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8061965363399797213?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8061965363399797213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8061965363399797213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8061965363399797213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8061965363399797213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day-from-audrey.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day from Audrey'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsHMJRTqAPw/TcJ6r6YzZII/AAAAAAAAA_I/SWxyteLCQLo/s72-c/audrey-mom%2527sday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8284775937553879346</id><published>2011-05-04T06:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T06:58:03.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE CAMERA</title><content type='html'>I am so sad!!  Our camera has died!  No, it wasn't a fancy camera, but it did the job.  I take pictures all the time of the kids.  This weekend we went to Craig Taylor and Mallory &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zangla's&lt;/span&gt; wedding in Alexandria.  Caleb and Craig have been friends for years.  He was the best man.  The wedding was beautiful AND the girls were so sweet the whole weekend.  We were so proud of them.  They also looked precious, but I have no proof because I didn't have a camera!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Audrey's class is having a Mother's Day Program.  Can't wait!!  I am so fortunate and blessed to have a job with so much flexibility and freedom.  My supervisor always puts our families first.  I often feel guilty about being a working mom, so this helps ease the guilt a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8284775937553879346?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8284775937553879346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8284775937553879346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8284775937553879346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8284775937553879346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-more-camera.html' title='NO MORE CAMERA'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-2937726303690483012</id><published>2011-04-28T20:08:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T20:22:34.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida/Easter (in pictures)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfbEKy89gic/TboS1EwBJAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ic8IRSTBeUw/s1600/100_4373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GGF91QPdvrg/TboQR5aZbgI/AAAAAAAAA94/F1_ZfkDKQ4o/s200/100_4339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600806986243993090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2w7aSookOZk/TboQEothQoI/AAAAAAAAA9w/IRiz7XE938Y/s1600/100_4338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2w7aSookOZk/TboQEothQoI/AAAAAAAAA9w/IRiz7XE938Y/s200/100_4338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600806758422495874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxOXyJMIHbw/TboP1MHXtiI/AAAAAAAAA9o/bocAkWdiSbk/s1600/100_4331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxOXyJMIHbw/TboP1MHXtiI/AAAAAAAAA9o/bocAkWdiSbk/s200/100_4331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600806493048256034" 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/7251428125544637561-2937726303690483012?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/2937726303690483012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=2937726303690483012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/2937726303690483012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/2937726303690483012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/04/floridaeaster-in-pictures.html' title='Florida/Easter (in pictures)'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfbEKy89gic/TboS1EwBJAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ic8IRSTBeUw/s72-c/100_4373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4358693267281124379</id><published>2011-04-27T16:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:58:59.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter at the Beach</title><content type='html'>We just got home yesterday from a James Family vacation to Watercolor, Florida.  Watercolor is outside of Destin right by Seaside.  We had a blast and the six James cousins had the best time together (with minimal fighting)!!!  Thank you so much Poppa and Honey for the great trip.  We are very blessed to have you in our lives and we loved our vacation with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures as soon as I figure out how to on my (okay, OUR new laptop).  Now, I am off to pick up the girls and head to church.  Audrey has a "Bible Bowl" tonight.  Not exactly sure what that is, but I will let you know when I know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great Easter.  It is back to the "real world" for me tomorrow.  I have really enjoyed my time off.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4358693267281124379?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4358693267281124379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4358693267281124379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4358693267281124379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4358693267281124379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-at-beach.html' title='Easter at the Beach'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6174240716729151996</id><published>2011-04-18T19:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T19:51:29.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a fun weekend!! Friday night the girls went to Dinner and a Movie at Railroad Park. My sweet (and crazy!!) friend Sally offered to take the girls along with her two kids. They had so much fun!! Audrey and Jack Henry are in the same class and have always gotten along so well. They just have the same &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;temperament&lt;/span&gt; and personality. Abby and Mary Hope became fast friends over the pass few times &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;we've&lt;/span&gt; been together. They also get along....they are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; silly and have LARGE personalities (I think that is a good way to put it)!! Sally sent a few pictures &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;throughout&lt;/span&gt; the evening. Apparently, it was a little cold......I wouldn't know, I was home by MYSELF!! Caleb was gone for the night so I had such a nice, quiet evening doing NOTHING!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7r6jLRSGGc/TazZ9TMDc6I/AAAAAAAAA9g/FPYNl2DSFwQ/s1600/park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597088084060763042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7r6jLRSGGc/TazZ9TMDc6I/AAAAAAAAA9g/FPYNl2DSFwQ/s200/park.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey and Jack Henry crack me up in the picture &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2cdcLQMoTc/TazZ4CmhdeI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/UoZLN5itQcc/s1600/aud%2Band%2Bjh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597087993709032930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2cdcLQMoTc/TazZ4CmhdeI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/UoZLN5itQcc/s200/aud%2Band%2Bjh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't they cute? Audrey being silly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DVLkL0RjUhg/TazZyDAJKKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/pWmyB1vL7B8/s1600/ab%2Band%2Bmh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597087890737277090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DVLkL0RjUhg/TazZyDAJKKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/pWmyB1vL7B8/s200/ab%2Band%2Bmh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet girls!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunday I took Abby to the Easter Egg Hunt for preschoolers at our church. She had fun. Her favorite part.....petting the donkey!! She got plenty of eggs and too much candy. While we were hunting eggs, Caleb and Audrey were at the theater seeing "Soul Surfer". Audrey LOVES movies just like her daddy. They both liked it and enjoyed their time together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yQMdCbLYet0/TazZln_1VWI/AAAAAAAAA9I/d3YGJQ0V23Y/s1600/easter%2Begg%2Bhunt%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597087677329790306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yQMdCbLYet0/TazZln_1VWI/AAAAAAAAA9I/d3YGJQ0V23Y/s200/easter%2Begg%2Bhunt%2B015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There she goes.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Xb628BD_Lg/TazZYmxyJWI/AAAAAAAAA9A/HX4_huct8lE/s1600/easter%2Begg%2Bhunt%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597087453664126306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Xb628BD_Lg/TazZYmxyJWI/AAAAAAAAA9A/HX4_huct8lE/s200/easter%2Begg%2Bhunt%2B016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy with her finds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6174240716729151996?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6174240716729151996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6174240716729151996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6174240716729151996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6174240716729151996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/04/fun-weekend.html' title='Fun Weekend'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7r6jLRSGGc/TazZ9TMDc6I/AAAAAAAAA9g/FPYNl2DSFwQ/s72-c/park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6954606247318159367</id><published>2011-04-05T20:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T20:26:01.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Abby!!!</title><content type='html'>Our sweet Abigail Kate is 4 years old today. So hard to believe!! It seems like yesterday she was born. Abby has been such a blessing to our family. She is sweet, sensitive, a little dramatic and hilarious. She keeps us laughing all the time!! She also LOVES her momma (I don't blame her!!) and gives the sweetest kisses!! What a wonderful 4 years we have had and looking forward to many more. Happy Birthday, Abby!! Here is a look at her through the years...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4MaTsI4KAs/TZu-xUg7ejI/AAAAAAAAA84/Crc5oXXnf6g/s1600/Abby%2527s%2B1st%2Bbirthday%2B056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592273116840294962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4MaTsI4KAs/TZu-xUg7ejI/AAAAAAAAA84/Crc5oXXnf6g/s200/Abby%2527s%2B1st%2Bbirthday%2B056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1st birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKaXWzRI84k/TZu9f_4pLkI/AAAAAAAAA8w/g9yCQckTftU/s1600/7th%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592271719733210690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKaXWzRI84k/TZu9f_4pLkI/AAAAAAAAA8w/g9yCQckTftU/s200/7th%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday (enjoying spaghetti, maybe?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YF5l6EWBAig/TZu8JufyJsI/AAAAAAAAA8o/RqD9fsNU2RY/s1600/Abby%2527s%2B3rd%2Bbirthday%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592270237596788418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YF5l6EWBAig/TZu8JufyJsI/AAAAAAAAA8o/RqD9fsNU2RY/s200/Abby%2527s%2B3rd%2Bbirthday%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3rd birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rD9jYd8glQ/TZu75N55BhI/AAAAAAAAA8g/LOMQXLezGpA/s1600/birthday%2Bparty%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592269953970013714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rD9jYd8glQ/TZu75N55BhI/AAAAAAAAA8g/LOMQXLezGpA/s200/birthday%2Bparty%2B014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday (at her party....she didn't really like the singing and attention)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WE LOVE YOU ABIGAIL KATE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SENEY&lt;/span&gt; AND THANK GOD FOR YOU EVERYDAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6954606247318159367?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6954606247318159367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6954606247318159367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6954606247318159367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6954606247318159367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-abby.html' title='Happy Birthday, Abby!!!'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4MaTsI4KAs/TZu-xUg7ejI/AAAAAAAAA84/Crc5oXXnf6g/s72-c/Abby%2527s%2B1st%2Bbirthday%2B056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6041244722189048293</id><published>2011-03-19T18:10:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T18:34:42.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW PAINT!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>We finally had our house painted.  It was absolutely horrible.  Our house had just been painted when we moved in (almost 5 years ago), but it was mildewed and just disgusting.  Caleb had tried several times to power wash it, but the mildew would come back within days.  Below are pictures before being painted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qfVYvU3bgRs/TYU7-kPRMuI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/iMQYeVdCvTY/s1600/museum.house.cousins%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585936858888614626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qfVYvU3bgRs/TYU7-kPRMuI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/iMQYeVdCvTY/s200/museum.house.cousins%2B001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGRbXyK3HUQ/TYU7riPaZTI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/9YMrRPBs4GI/s1600/museum.house.cousins%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585936531934831922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGRbXyK3HUQ/TYU7riPaZTI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/9YMrRPBs4GI/s200/museum.house.cousins%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elAzou3-vhg/TYU7O4L_DcI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Ql46BsSEkdY/s1600/museum.house.cousins%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585936039609830850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elAzou3-vhg/TYU7O4L_DcI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Ql46BsSEkdY/s200/museum.house.cousins%2B003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7znCgpFj2FA/TYU6yrqSnEI/AAAAAAAAA8A/79e_MiJM0kw/s1600/museum.house.cousins%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585935555210943554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7znCgpFj2FA/TYU6yrqSnEI/AAAAAAAAA8A/79e_MiJM0kw/s200/museum.house.cousins%2B023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05ZEqvXY7Gs/TYU6R7aDORI/AAAAAAAAA74/rV-g9zKxA28/s1600/museum.house.cousins%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585934992502110482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05ZEqvXY7Gs/TYU6R7aDORI/AAAAAAAAA74/rV-g9zKxA28/s200/museum.house.cousins%2B024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSuFJ7u0J8Y/TYU5WrC5GqI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Ib78h8tzmsE/s1600/museum.house.cousins%2B038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585933974497729186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSuFJ7u0J8Y/TYU5WrC5GqI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Ib78h8tzmsE/s200/museum.house.cousins%2B038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHCvMsb6U5E/TYU4v5bIz8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/Zqk8NIProKU/s1600/museum.house.cousins%2B039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585933308342620098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHCvMsb6U5E/TYU4v5bIz8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/Zqk8NIProKU/s200/museum.house.cousins%2B039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HDe_0X-cOEE/TYU4fsQYZyI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/HSnfWqXM2wY/s1600/museum.house.cousins%2B040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585933029929936674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HDe_0X-cOEE/TYU4fsQYZyI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/HSnfWqXM2wY/s200/museum.house.cousins%2B040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvtLU6CJ2yc/TYU4Nz7jjsI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/EGHLRuwpkl8/s1600/museum.house.cousins%2B043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585932722752425666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvtLU6CJ2yc/TYU4Nz7jjsI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/EGHLRuwpkl8/s200/museum.house.cousins%2B043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited and LOVE IT!!!  Also, I should add that Caleb picked out the colors all on his own!!  He did a great job.  We used 3 different colors.  The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ceilings&lt;/span&gt; are one color, the actual house is another color and the support pieces are a third color.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sprinkler&lt;/span&gt; system repaired.  So, we need to get in the yard and do a little work so we will have pretty flower beds to match our "new" house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6041244722189048293?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6041244722189048293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6041244722189048293' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6041244722189048293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6041244722189048293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-paint.html' title='NEW PAINT!!!!!!'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qfVYvU3bgRs/TYU7-kPRMuI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/iMQYeVdCvTY/s72-c/museum.house.cousins%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4684929101487287174</id><published>2011-03-05T16:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T16:34:41.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are So Excited!!</title><content type='html'>I cannot recall a time that I have ever won anything....ever.  In fact, I cannot think of a time that anyone in my family has won something.  The last time I remember was when my sister, Ann (I think she was Brooke at the time...different story for a different time), won a blow up something from the local 7-11 for a drawing contest.  I am not sure if Caleb has had much luck in the winning department either.  Well, the streak was broken last night.  We attended a fundraiser (auction) for Audrey' school and we won the drawing for a year's tuition PAID!  Yes, that is right, we don't have to pay a dime of Audrey's school tuition next year!!!!  WOO HOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very thankful!!  I included the following picture because it cracks me up!  Enjoy the rest of your weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mw57oSiArcE/TXK4ooEsDxI/AAAAAAAAA7I/F2THl0nNyXA/s1600/Ice%2BDay%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580725896356826898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mw57oSiArcE/TXK4ooEsDxI/AAAAAAAAA7I/F2THl0nNyXA/s200/Ice%2BDay%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4684929101487287174?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4684929101487287174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4684929101487287174' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4684929101487287174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4684929101487287174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-are-so-excited.html' title='We Are So Excited!!'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mw57oSiArcE/TXK4ooEsDxI/AAAAAAAAA7I/F2THl0nNyXA/s72-c/Ice%2BDay%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4352492583949397898</id><published>2011-01-31T18:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T19:08:10.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballerinas and Bears</title><content type='html'>My Aunt Lora dropped these tutu's off at our house today.  What a treat!  Both of our girls love to dance and twirl around.  So, after homework and before and after (and even during) dinner, they were very busy dancing around the house.  Thank you, Aunt Lora, we love them!!  Also, Abby decided Madeline and Julia could have the other two (according to her Julia can use &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hers&lt;/span&gt; as a blanket until she gets old enough to dance in it).  Silly Abby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUdZNZHnKaI/AAAAAAAAA68/IA611w7GPBU/s1600/tutus%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568517550882892194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUdZNZHnKaI/AAAAAAAAA68/IA611w7GPBU/s200/tutus%2B001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of silly Abby, she really is such a funny kid.  She keeps me and Caleb laughing all the time.  For the past year or so, she has loved to put her blankets in the freezer because she likes the silky side to be very cold.  Well, this evening Caleb brought me into the kitchen and asked me to look in the refrigerator.  This is what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUdY9YeaSGI/AAAAAAAAA60/0BoI6xbaeo0/s1600/tutus%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568517275832174690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUdY9YeaSGI/AAAAAAAAA60/0BoI6xbaeo0/s200/tutus%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby said that "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Roosebelle&lt;/span&gt;" was napping in the cool air.  So silly!!  Rosie was mine when I was little and I gave it to Audrey and she has passed it to Abby.  Last night I told Abby his name was Roosevelt.  She thought that was such a funny name.  This morning she was referring to the bear as "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Roosebelle&lt;/span&gt;".  She thought she was a girl and re-named her!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that you are looking in my 'fridge, do you see the peppermint mocha creamer??  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!!  Right before Thanksgiving I started my mild addiction to Pumpkin Spice creamer.  It is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; yummy, but seasonal.  During this time, I also discovered the peppermint mocha.  I overindulged from the beginning of November until the end of December.  I knew they were seasonal so I thought, "oh, well, what's it going to hurt?"  Well, I just discovered the peppermint mocha is now year-round.  I am so torn.  So happy because I have access to it 24/7, but so sad because I don't think my daily indulgence is helping in my journey to lose 10 pounds.  Such a love-hate relationship!!!  Well, I tried to just not buy it.  For about 3 days, I drank my coffee with fat free half and half (my previous morning beverage).  All I can say is GROSS.  I cannot make myself like it anymore.  I am spoiled to the creamer!!  Beware.....do not even buy it if you have not tried it.....it is addictive as proven by my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;withdrawal&lt;/span&gt; symptoms for those 3 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy your week and stay away from the creamer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4352492583949397898?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4352492583949397898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4352492583949397898' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4352492583949397898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4352492583949397898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/01/ballerinas-and-bears.html' title='Ballerinas and Bears'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUdZNZHnKaI/AAAAAAAAA68/IA611w7GPBU/s72-c/tutus%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4631571968159122795</id><published>2011-01-30T20:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:35:25.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>I was on-call for work this weekend, so it wasn't the most fun.  On Saturday, Audrey went to a cheer clinic at Tech and then had the opportunity to perform at half-time of the men's basketball game on Saturday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUYe2vrYJgI/AAAAAAAAA6s/u_cFJye1hmY/s1600/tech%2Bbb%2Bgame%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568171915150370306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUYe2vrYJgI/AAAAAAAAA6s/u_cFJye1hmY/s200/tech%2Bbb%2Bgame%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silly Audrey and Abby before the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUYetud4-QI/AAAAAAAAA6k/U7n1X34JFSc/s1600/tech%2Bbb%2Bgame%2B020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568171760206543106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUYetud4-QI/AAAAAAAAA6k/U7n1X34JFSc/s200/tech%2Bbb%2Bgame%2B020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying a little snack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUYeibHuBDI/AAAAAAAAA6c/nYodmoUTJ3o/s1600/aud%2540game2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568171566034715698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUYeibHuBDI/AAAAAAAAA6c/nYodmoUTJ3o/s200/aud%2540game2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheering......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUYdYl9XlII/AAAAAAAAA6U/Az4WZtSo5EU/s1600/aud%2540game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568170297633772674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUYdYl9XlII/AAAAAAAAA6U/Az4WZtSo5EU/s200/aud%2540game.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.......and more cheering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She had a great time!!  Abby even enjoyed herself at the basketball game.  She's such a sweet and funny little girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunday we made &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nutella&lt;/span&gt; Brownies.  Yummy!!!!  We LOVE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nutella&lt;/span&gt; at this house so how could &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nutella&lt;/span&gt; brownies not be good??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have a good week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4631571968159122795?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4631571968159122795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4631571968159122795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4631571968159122795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4631571968159122795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/01/weekend_30.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TUYe2vrYJgI/AAAAAAAAA6s/u_cFJye1hmY/s72-c/tech%2Bbb%2Bgame%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-3137463363681589778</id><published>2011-01-24T20:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T20:22:24.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm SOOO Proud</title><content type='html'>Well, it is official.  Audrey is JUST like her momma {thank goodness ;)}.  These two examples will explain what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)  Sunday Audrey had an activity to do in her Sunday School class.  They were talking about Jesus being a king, why we refer to Him as a king, etc.  They then got a worksheet to do.  They were to write/draw what they thought about when they heard king.  I'm pretty sure the teachers were looking for Jesus and/or something about Him and His life.  Not my girl!!  No, look at the sheet below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TT4vHZ1bqNI/AAAAAAAAA6M/mPZ4ECdEsQw/s1600/king%2Bcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565937993717098706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TT4vHZ1bqNI/AAAAAAAAA6M/mPZ4ECdEsQw/s200/king%2Bcake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Am I proud?  That may not be the best word to describe it, but she is just like her momma in that food came to her mind immediately.  Love that girl!!!!  Not to worry, though.  She gets the whole church thing.  Not long ago, the girls and I were at home alone.  Abby was being a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;feisty&lt;/span&gt; and not really listening to me.  All of a sudden, Audrey appeared with her Bible.  She was frantically looking for the 10 Commandments.  She said "Abby, you have to follow these commandments that Moses talked about.  One of them is about 'honor your mother and father' and I don't think you are honoring our mom by not listening to her!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HaHaHa&lt;/span&gt;!!  That made me laugh so hard.  Again, I love that girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second example is the following picture.  Audrey sometimes has a hard time keeping up with her things and keeping her room clean (that she gets from her daddy).  Well, Saturday Caleb told Audrey she needed to clean her room.  He told her to work on one thing at a time.  Put all your books up, put your shoes up, put Abby's things together.  He went in a few minutes later to check on her and this is what she had just finished doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TT4u-w8-IpI/AAAAAAAAA6E/VHIhNjk3250/s1600/list.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565937845303911058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TT4u-w8-IpI/AAAAAAAAA6E/VHIhNjk3250/s200/list.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those of you that know me, I HEART a list.  I make one everyday!!  I have done this forever.  I can remember doing it in school.  My dad always has a list, too.  His is always written in blue ink on a yellow legal pad.  Mom is notorious for her lists, too.  She has a red book she carries around with her lists.  She's done that for years, too.  I'm so proud of her!!  She already loves a list.  What a smart girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-3137463363681589778?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3137463363681589778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=3137463363681589778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3137463363681589778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3137463363681589778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-sooo-proud.html' title='I&apos;m SOOO Proud'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TT4vHZ1bqNI/AAAAAAAAA6M/mPZ4ECdEsQw/s72-c/king%2Bcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-5071061495147719695</id><published>2011-01-23T19:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:21:51.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>The weekend did not get off to a good start.  Audrey came home from sick from school Thursday.  We went to the doctor Friday morning.  She had strep throat.  Poor baby!  She was pitiful.  Instead of giving her an oral antibiotic, she got a shot....thank goodness!!  Neither of my girls have ever been given an injection at Green Clinic.  Always oral.  I'm not sure if it because she is getting older or if it was because of the look on the doctor's face when she looked at Audrey's throat!!  Anyway, she was fever free by Saturday morning so this morning she was 24 hours fever free and able to go to church and visit with cousins.  Yea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went by Andrew and Ashley's house because Mom was going to be there.  Mom has come over almost every Sunday since Audrey was born, but now she can switch between my house and Andrew's house.  BTW, I didn't let Audrey hold or even TOUCH Julia...I know she is no longer &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;contagious&lt;/span&gt;, but I just wanted to be on the safe side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun.  Audrey and Madeline played Twister for awhile.  Well, Madeline was interested for about a second, but Audrey played by herself.  She didn't know the difference and I am not sure she would have cared if she had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTzfLDo-kxI/AAAAAAAAA58/LGe0Vy56Aj0/s1600/twister%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565568620571824914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTzfLDo-kxI/AAAAAAAAA58/LGe0Vy56Aj0/s200/twister%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey and Madeline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTzeyaG94OI/AAAAAAAAA50/avbD5GvXf0E/s1600/twister%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565568197106458850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTzeyaG94OI/AAAAAAAAA50/avbD5GvXf0E/s200/twister%2B005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just Audrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTzeelRSyCI/AAAAAAAAA5s/qkx6EltMjYk/s1600/twister%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565567856505178146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTzeelRSyCI/AAAAAAAAA5s/qkx6EltMjYk/s200/twister%2B007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby helped LiLi spin for Audrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTzdnbn5ZxI/AAAAAAAAA5k/NJmgk5w5fv8/s1600/twister%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565566909022824210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTzdnbn5ZxI/AAAAAAAAA5k/NJmgk5w5fv8/s200/twister%2B018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not long after, Abby and Madeline got out a lot of stuffed animals so they could play.  Silly girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BTW, Audrey and I have come to an agreement on the bows.  She will wear one to church and other times she has to "dress up."  I guess I can live with that.  Also, she is going to grow out her hair until her dance recital and then we are CUTTING IT OFF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-5071061495147719695?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/5071061495147719695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=5071061495147719695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5071061495147719695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5071061495147719695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/01/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTzfLDo-kxI/AAAAAAAAA58/LGe0Vy56Aj0/s72-c/twister%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4456137241291289109</id><published>2011-01-20T17:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T17:59:17.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Catch Up</title><content type='html'>So, what is happening in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seney&lt;/span&gt; World??  Well, we have a new family member.  My brother, Andrew and his wife, Ashley had a baby girl, Julia Lillian.  She is precious!!!!  They now have two little girls (Madeline is 3).  I feel like I can pass on all my "wisdom" from having 2 girls, myself (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!).  Not sure how much wisdom is here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey is in love with Julia.  Actually, she is in love with most babies.  Is it her age?  I don't know, put she talks about them all the time.  She could not wait to get her hands on Julia.  We went to the hospital to visit her last week before she came home.  Audrey was in heaven!!  Thank you, Ashley, for allowing Audrey to hold and love all over your new baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTjIrHo97rI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ruksXvR-dNA/s1600/Aud%2Band%2BJulia%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564417982727057074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTjIrHo97rI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ruksXvR-dNA/s200/Aud%2Band%2BJulia%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Julia was born, the Miller cousins from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thibodaux&lt;/span&gt; came last weekend and visited.  We had a fun, relaxing weekend.  Caleb even offered to keep all the kids so that Ann and I could go out to eat Saturday night. I have a wonderful husband.  Thank you, Caleb!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poppa and Honey and then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LiLi&lt;/span&gt; came by on Saturday, so we had a full house.  I really need to work on my camera skills.  I attempt to take pictures, but they are not the best.  Take the picture below for example.  You are probably wondering if Dad has a mouth.  Well, he does.  It is just behind Jack's head.  Speaking of the picture below, notice Audrey's hair.  Y'all, I am having some real issues about this.  1).  She will not let me get her hair cut.  I think it is so cute cut kinda short in a bob.  No, she wants to have it long.  I'm just not sure she is long-hair material.  I know I'm not!!  2).  She wants to fix it herself.  I really have to bite my tongue, but it is so hard.  I just don't think the "do" below does her much justice.  3).  She is not really into bows anymore.  This breaks my heart!!  And because of her bow hate, she is influencing her sister to not like bows either.  I know I may be a little ridiculous here, but it is just how I feel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTjIjr4v7hI/AAAAAAAAA5U/VpeH3FMlveQ/s1600/Julia%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564417855017971218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTjIjr4v7hI/AAAAAAAAA5U/VpeH3FMlveQ/s200/Julia%2B001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hardest things in the world, is to get a half-way decent picture with all the cousins.  Below is a perfect example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTjIaaTtilI/AAAAAAAAA5M/vF0rA6UNXUE/s1600/Julia%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564417695680399954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTjIaaTtilI/AAAAAAAAA5M/vF0rA6UNXUE/s200/Julia%2B007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seeing Julia, I ALMOST have the baby bug.  But, I think it will pass.  I am not sure I could keep my sanity (what little I have) if I had three children!!  She is so sweet in the picture below.  Precious baby girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTjIMhhH13I/AAAAAAAAA5E/TkYJWUPry1g/s1600/Julia%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564417457097529202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTjIMhhH13I/AAAAAAAAA5E/TkYJWUPry1g/s200/Julia%2B005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you will remember, I said I was training to do the Crescent City Classic?  Well, I am working out, but there is no training!!  I really would love to be a runner.  I envy all the people that run for miles and miles, but I have decided that I AM NOT A RUNNER!!  I just can't do it.  Also, Dad and Laurie have offered to take all of us (kids and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt;) to Florida for Easter.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....run a 10k or go to the beach??  It was really a hard decision...not!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a nice weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4456137241291289109?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4456137241291289109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4456137241291289109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4456137241291289109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4456137241291289109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/01/lets-catch-up.html' title='Let&apos;s Catch Up'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TTjIrHo97rI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ruksXvR-dNA/s72-c/Aud%2Band%2BJulia%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-530411313515862528</id><published>2011-01-04T18:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T19:07:07.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS and STUFF</title><content type='html'>We had a really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; Christmas, but I am sorta glad it is over.  Caleb and I both took off the two weeks that the kids were out of school.  We stayed up late, woke up late, ate a bunch of junk, napped, skipped workouts, watched movies.....we had fun!!!  Monday it was hard to get back in the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TSPBcI0tmXI/AAAAAAAAA44/tGLN3YNSez0/s1600/Christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bday%2B050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558499054254397810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TSPBcI0tmXI/AAAAAAAAA44/tGLN3YNSez0/s200/Christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bday%2B050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey and her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DSi&lt;/span&gt; (pink, of course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TSPA2GhTr_I/AAAAAAAAA4w/Vw8--LfAbKY/s1600/Christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bday%2B048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558498400801107954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TSPA2GhTr_I/AAAAAAAAA4w/Vw8--LfAbKY/s200/Christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bday%2B048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby and her cash register&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, Sunday morning I wake up with the worst pain in between my shoulder blades radiating up to my shoulders.  Horrible!!  By Monday morning, it was worse, so I went to the doctor.  After talking with him some, I realized the source of my injury....the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt;.  How pitiful is that??!!  I consider myself pretty healthy and exercise &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;regularly&lt;/span&gt;, but a few rounds of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt; tennis and bowling brought me to my knees!!!!  I left with steroids, muscle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;relaxers&lt;/span&gt; and pain medicine.  Pretty sad, huh???  Needless to say, my exercise routine has gone down the drain, but I think I am ready to start back.  I was looking for something to help me get motivated.  Caleb and I have decided to do the Crescent City Classic 10k.  My sister and I did it in 2006, so surely I can do it again.  I have printed off the training schedule and will start in the morning...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!!  Even if we can't jog it, we can walk it.  I am excited about it and look forward to Caleb and I doing it together.  It is Easter weekend and I am sure I can find someone (hint, hint) in South Louisiana to keep the girls!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-530411313515862528?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/530411313515862528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=530411313515862528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/530411313515862528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/530411313515862528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-and-stuff.html' title='CHRISTMAS and STUFF'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TSPBcI0tmXI/AAAAAAAAA44/tGLN3YNSez0/s72-c/Christmas%2Beve%2Band%2Bday%2B050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-88467384918790932</id><published>2010-12-22T16:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T17:13:29.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>So far, we have had a nice break.  Caleb and I are both off of work (for the most part) for this week and next.  We have had fun with the girls so far.  Although, Audrey has requested to go to Mrs. Shelly's tomorrow (the babysitter), which is fine with me......that means I have no excuse to not clean my house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night, we worked on the gingerbread Christmas tree.  The girls had so much fun doing this.  We did one last year, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TRKDfx3hZNI/AAAAAAAAA4k/BWcpUii70dg/s1600/Gingerbread%2BTree%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553645872486638802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TRKDfx3hZNI/AAAAAAAAA4k/BWcpUii70dg/s200/Gingerbread%2BTree%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TRKDSeNGlCI/AAAAAAAAA4c/-kPBDKhDIMw/s1600/Gingerbread%2BTree%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553645643870147618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TRKDSeNGlCI/AAAAAAAAA4c/-kPBDKhDIMw/s200/Gingerbread%2BTree%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we went to see "Tangled" such a cute movie!!  All four of us loved it.  Caleb and Audrey are excited about going to see "Voyage of the Dawn Treader" over the break, too.  Caleb read the whole Narnia series to Audrey a few years ago and LOVED it.  Sweet Audrey loves to read.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago, Audrey and Abby asked if they could play with the Bend-a-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;roos&lt;/span&gt;.  For the record, I despise them!!  They are sticky and so hard to get off the floor - tile and carpet.  Audrey saw the infomercial a while back for them and asked for some.  Yuck!!  Anyway, Caleb and I helped them make pigs with the bend-a-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;roos&lt;/span&gt;.  When we were done, Abby thought they needed to be added to her Little People Nativity (or as she say, activity) scene.  Can you spot them???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TRKDGmuQH6I/AAAAAAAAA4U/Rx3S2S8jR-k/s1600/Abby%2527s%2BChristmas%2BParty%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553645439998238626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TRKDGmuQH6I/AAAAAAAAA4U/Rx3S2S8jR-k/s200/Abby%2527s%2BChristmas%2BParty%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we braved the mall to see Santa.  It was not bad at all!!  We didn't even have to wait in line to see Santa.  He was such a good Santa.  So sweet with the girls.  He took a lot of time with them and talked with them.  Abby has been wanting to know what Santa's middle name is, so she had her chance to ask him.  He said that he doesn't have a middle name, but that his nickname is St. Nick.  Such a sweet Santa!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even think the picture turned out pretty cute.  I am just amazed at how big my girls are getting.  They are growing up so quickly.  It kind of makes me sad......but not enough to have another baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TRKC8JvIJJI/AAAAAAAAA4M/i22o3_szXsM/s1600/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553645260418589842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TRKC8JvIJJI/AAAAAAAAA4M/i22o3_szXsM/s200/Picture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-88467384918790932?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/88467384918790932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=88467384918790932' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/88467384918790932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/88467384918790932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TRKDfx3hZNI/AAAAAAAAA4k/BWcpUii70dg/s72-c/Gingerbread%2BTree%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7810049015856118321</id><published>2010-12-04T10:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T10:50:25.492-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!!</title><content type='html'>We had the pictures done this past Wednesday of the girls.  We love them!!!!  Jenn Kilpatrick is awesome.  She did a great job......especially considering her subjects (the girls were not all that cooperative!!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the previous post to see our Christmas card for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend her.  www.brennphotography.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-7810049015856118321?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7810049015856118321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7810049015856118321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7810049015856118321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7810049015856118321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!!'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-9174451682736238842</id><published>2010-12-03T21:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T21:54:03.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seney Family Christmas Card 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-9174451682736238842?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/9174451682736238842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=9174451682736238842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/9174451682736238842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/9174451682736238842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/12/seney-family-christmas-card-2010.html' title='The Seney Family Christmas Card 2010'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-3439581116586096263</id><published>2010-11-30T20:13:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T20:33:02.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I didn't do a very good job of taking pictures over Thanksgiving. We had a great weekend with family. Ann and her family came in town and we were able to spend time with Mom and Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had Thanksgiving Dinner at our house on Thursday with Ann, Andrew, their families and Mom. We went and spent time with Dad and Laurie that evening. On Friday evening we had a Mini-Christmas with Mom and on Saturday, we rode in the Jonesboro Christmas Parade with Honey (Laurie). The kids had a GREAT time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not do a very good job taking pictures, I didn't even have my camera. but I did manage a few with my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully Ann, Ashley, Mom and Dad will share theirs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545533089384893874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TPWw9pr2DbI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Q5KVaHpKy_0/s200/all%2Bgirls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545534152931569362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TPWx7jtIbtI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ceUoDmZYEes/s200/mad%2Band%2Bab%2Bxmas.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545532548975704930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TPWweMgQO2I/AAAAAAAAA3c/2KH8zYq5REo/s200/4%2Bgirls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545534764139967010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TPWyfIokciI/AAAAAAAAA30/jNEvgnTSonc/s200/ab%2Band%2Bmad%2Bpjs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-3439581116586096263?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3439581116586096263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=3439581116586096263' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3439581116586096263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3439581116586096263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TPWw9pr2DbI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Q5KVaHpKy_0/s72-c/all%2Bgirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-5298422230279817730</id><published>2010-09-18T16:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T16:47:08.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pepper Alley (Pep Rally in Audrey and Abby speak)</title><content type='html'>The girls and I went to the pep rally this morning with Ashley and Madeline.  We had fun, but is was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; hot!!  I have been cursed with what we like to call the "James sweat glands" and they were in full force!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey loved it!!  She loved the dancers and loved seeing Champ.  Abby, on the other hand, was very scared of Champ and practically crawled up my leg when he came anywhere near her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TJUxscEmOGI/AAAAAAAAA3U/DQCTWlyABos/s1600/pep+rally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518371557931890786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TJUxscEmOGI/AAAAAAAAA3U/DQCTWlyABos/s200/pep+rally.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before the pep rally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During the pep rally, Audrey went and found Champ and sat in his lap like they were long lost friends.  Too cute.  I didn't have my camera, but Ashley did, so she got a picture.  Later on, my friend Stephanie told me that Audrey &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; Champ were on the La Tech &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; page.  She thinks she is famous now!  Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TJUwUbb2FNI/AAAAAAAAA3M/HBWAl3YjeUg/s1600/Aud+and+Champ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518370045932475602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TJUwUbb2FNI/AAAAAAAAA3M/HBWAl3YjeUg/s200/Aud+and+Champ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey told me her favorite thing about this picture is that her red socks are showing.  She was very excited this morning to put them on.  It is the little things, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enjoy the rest of the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-5298422230279817730?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/5298422230279817730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=5298422230279817730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5298422230279817730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5298422230279817730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/09/pepper-alley-pep-rally-in-audrey-and.html' title='Pepper Alley (Pep Rally in Audrey and Abby speak)'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TJUxscEmOGI/AAAAAAAAA3U/DQCTWlyABos/s72-c/pep+rally.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4248214286276791363</id><published>2010-09-08T21:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:10:57.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LABOR DAY WEEKEND = FAMILY REUNION</title><content type='html'>What a fun weekend!!  Ann, Steve, Emma and Jack came to town on Friday and stayed until Monday morning.  We spend the day with Mom on Saturday and then attended the annual James Family Reunion on Sunday.  I think this was the best reunion to date.  The kids played and had so much fun, but I think my dad may have had the most fun.  We visited and ate and then Dad brought out the water guns.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; the highlight of the day.  I didn't even bring my camera, but thanks to my cousin-in-law (is there such a term??), Caroline, I am able to share some pictures.  Also, Aunt Lora and Cousin Camille posted pics on their blogs, look to the right for old lady athlete and Jennings Secede.  Any who, enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TIhAgSvlwUI/AAAAAAAAA3E/TZXWlvcdTMM/s1600/dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514728667246608706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TIhAgSvlwUI/AAAAAAAAA3E/TZXWlvcdTMM/s200/dad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Judge Troublemaker, oh, I mean, Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TIhAXTcQ9HI/AAAAAAAAA28/KL6pcqBgjJk/s1600/watergun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514728512815166578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TIhAXTcQ9HI/AAAAAAAAA28/KL6pcqBgjJk/s200/watergun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at her mouth...the concentration...too funny, Audrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TIhAQNcMsAI/AAAAAAAAA20/ttxDT4bx6uY/s1600/cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514728390945189890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TIhAQNcMsAI/AAAAAAAAA20/ttxDT4bx6uY/s200/cousins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is by far the BEST picture of the day.  It will be framed and in my home SOON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4248214286276791363?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4248214286276791363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4248214286276791363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4248214286276791363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4248214286276791363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/09/labor-day-weekend-family-reunion.html' title='LABOR DAY WEEKEND = FAMILY REUNION'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TIhAgSvlwUI/AAAAAAAAA3E/TZXWlvcdTMM/s72-c/dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-5284485468002713745</id><published>2010-08-25T20:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T20:19:45.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Abby Goes to School</title><content type='html'>Well, my baby went to school today.  She started Wildflower Montessori School.  Audrey went there for 2 years and we fell in love!!  The BEST school.  Abby is in Ms. Lauren's class.  She taught Audrey both years and has been one of our favorite people since.  She still helps me by getting Audrey a couple of days a week from Phillips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it is now Abby's turn to hang out with Ms. Lauren.  She did great today.  She didn't cry or fuss.  When I picked her up she was all smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THW_04YbrAI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Bb4YIbtzRpo/s1600/Abby%27s+first+day+of+WMS+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509520634366635010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THW_04YbrAI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Bb4YIbtzRpo/s200/Abby%27s+first+day+of+WMS+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She can be a bit dramatic at times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THW_sJMDQOI/AAAAAAAAA2c/jG1aoJNWwuE/s1600/Abby%27s+first+day+of+WMS+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509520484259283170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THW_sJMDQOI/AAAAAAAAA2c/jG1aoJNWwuE/s200/Abby%27s+first+day+of+WMS+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loves to pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THW_i7olYyI/AAAAAAAAA2U/iIO-BXOJ_BA/s1600/Abby%27s+first+day+of+WMS+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509520326002041634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THW_i7olYyI/AAAAAAAAA2U/iIO-BXOJ_BA/s200/Abby%27s+first+day+of+WMS+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Precious girl!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not long after I picked Abby up from school, I saw this.  Lauren had taken her picture during the morning.  Another reason we love Ms. Lauren!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THW_XUfQY2I/AAAAAAAAA2M/skqD3ZaL2bM/s1600/abster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509520126515372898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THW_XUfQY2I/AAAAAAAAA2M/skqD3ZaL2bM/s200/abster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is a genuine smile!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know she had a great day and she cannot wait to go back tomorrow.  My sweet baby is growing up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-5284485468002713745?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/5284485468002713745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=5284485468002713745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5284485468002713745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5284485468002713745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet-abby-goes-to-school.html' title='Sweet Abby Goes to School'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THW_04YbrAI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Bb4YIbtzRpo/s72-c/Abby%27s+first+day+of+WMS+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6068922359369636617</id><published>2010-08-22T18:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:44:01.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>It is hard to believe that Audrey is in 1st grade.  Wow!!  Time does fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THG1Oq1-AhI/AAAAAAAAA2E/8SdBSD-ndtE/s1600/Audrey%27s+first+day+of+1st+grade+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508383082874274322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THG1Oq1-AhI/AAAAAAAAA2E/8SdBSD-ndtE/s200/Audrey%27s+first+day+of+1st+grade+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She tried to get out of this.  She should know by now that we are always going to take her picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THG1EhdJF9I/AAAAAAAAA18/zWbB3h8G9ws/s1600/Audrey%27s+first+day+of+1st+grade+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508382908555532242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THG1EhdJF9I/AAAAAAAAA18/zWbB3h8G9ws/s200/Audrey%27s+first+day+of+1st+grade+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THG03VW6kQI/AAAAAAAAA10/4QszjAfEAXI/s1600/school+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508382681969889538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THG03VW6kQI/AAAAAAAAA10/4QszjAfEAXI/s200/school+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At her desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THG0sgNqGiI/AAAAAAAAA1s/_7I2cmTqhZ4/s1600/school+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508382495905290786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THG0sgNqGiI/AAAAAAAAA1s/_7I2cmTqhZ4/s200/school+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;, Sophia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Abby starts &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WMS&lt;/span&gt; on Wednesday.  Now, that is really hard to believe.  She is still a baby!!  :(  I am having a hard time allowing her to grow up.  Stay tuned for those pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6068922359369636617?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6068922359369636617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6068922359369636617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6068922359369636617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6068922359369636617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/THG1Oq1-AhI/AAAAAAAAA2E/8SdBSD-ndtE/s72-c/Audrey%27s+first+day+of+1st+grade+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8911735733495649153</id><published>2010-06-22T18:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:54:20.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG GIRL!!!</title><content type='html'>Audrey FINALLY lost a tooth!!  Most of her friends/cousins have lost at least one tooth and I think she was feeling left out!  She lost it Thursday morning at Mrs. Shelly's, the babysitter.  Mrs. Shelly is so sweet she send me a picture immediately on my phone so I could see.  Love Mrs. Shelly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey was so excited for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tooth fairy&lt;/span&gt; to come!!  She did and guess what Audrey wanted to buy with her money??  SILLY BANDS.  Are y'all familiar with Silly Bands?  They are basically rubber bracelets in different shapes and are ALL THE RAGE.....well, according to Audrey.  We have about 124,259,356 laying around our house now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the following pictures.  BTW, Ann if you are reading this, DO NOT TELL EMMA AND JACK ABOUT AUDREY'S TOOTH!  She is so excited to show them this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TCFK61xfj-I/AAAAAAAAA1k/kGXdh0c-mSM/s1600/Audrey%27s+first+tooth+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485748195841511394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TCFK61xfj-I/AAAAAAAAA1k/kGXdh0c-mSM/s200/Audrey%27s+first+tooth+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey and her tooth (yes, it is hard to see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TCFKrCpvBNI/AAAAAAAAA1c/vyMzc7KDEb8/s1600/Audrey%27s+first+tooth+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485747924420723922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TCFKrCpvBNI/AAAAAAAAA1c/vyMzc7KDEb8/s200/Audrey%27s+first+tooth+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey and her pewter tooth container that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LiLi&lt;/span&gt; bought her years ago and she has been waiting to use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TCFKfiScW4I/AAAAAAAAA1U/AsFaPH9m9rU/s1600/Audrey%27s+first+tooth+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485747726754536322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TCFKfiScW4I/AAAAAAAAA1U/AsFaPH9m9rU/s200/Audrey%27s+first+tooth+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Abby....so sad....she wanted a tooth to sleep with :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next week is vacation.........&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Destin&lt;/span&gt; with the cousins!!  FUN TIMES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8911735733495649153?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8911735733495649153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8911735733495649153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8911735733495649153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8911735733495649153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-girl.html' title='BIG GIRL!!!'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TCFK61xfj-I/AAAAAAAAA1k/kGXdh0c-mSM/s72-c/Audrey%27s+first+tooth+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8734138430077144615</id><published>2010-06-16T14:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:04:07.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>COUSINS</title><content type='html'>In late May, we made the trip to Little Rock to Madeline's birthday.  Mom had Emma and Jack for the weekend, so they came too.  It was a long day because we made it a day trip.  FYI, that was not really a good idea and I do not recommend it to anyone!!!  Caleb and I were teaching 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade Sunday School, so I needed to get back.  Anyway, it was a long day, but lots of fun and so glad we did it.  Also, the kids had not been to Madeline's house (how pitiful is that??) and since they were moving a couple of weeks after the party, this was their chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, we have not been able to get a current picture of the James cousins, so we took the opportunity.  I took this picture with my phone, but Ashley took some with her camera, but she has not emailed them to me yet (hint, hint!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBks2jAeAaI/AAAAAAAAA1M/UwXA3PNVFUk/s1600/cousins.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483463336922055074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBks2jAeAaI/AAAAAAAAA1M/UwXA3PNVFUk/s200/cousins.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back Row:  Emma Miller, Audrey &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seney&lt;/span&gt;, Jack Miller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Front: Abby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seney&lt;/span&gt;, Madeline James&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aren't they the cutest kids EVER??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8734138430077144615?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8734138430077144615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8734138430077144615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8734138430077144615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8734138430077144615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/06/cousins.html' title='COUSINS'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBks2jAeAaI/AAAAAAAAA1M/UwXA3PNVFUk/s72-c/cousins.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7850967342215926572</id><published>2010-06-14T18:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:08:10.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Abby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBa1HKvhOgI/AAAAAAAAA0U/t8ogSs_dyzo/s1600/14th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482768731117533698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBa1HKvhOgI/AAAAAAAAA0U/t8ogSs_dyzo/s200/14th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our sweet little Abby is sick.  We went to the doctor this morning.  She has a fever, yucky cough and "crackling" lungs.  Not pneumonia, but she was put on an antibiotic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Audrey opted to stay home with Abby as opposed to going to the babysitter.  She went to the doctor with us and had a large bag full of books so that she could read to her sister while we waited.  So sweet!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is really hard when your child is sick and both parents work!  UGH!  Caleb and I usually take turns.  I stay home in the mornings and Caleb in the afternoons.  It never fails, though, the day I am home with a sick child is the day that everything at work falls apart.  I know, this too shall pass, but it is a bit stressful!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby is feeling better, but we are keeping her home again tomorrow.  I'm sure Audrey will opt to stay home again, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone else has had a better Monday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-7850967342215926572?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7850967342215926572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7850967342215926572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7850967342215926572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7850967342215926572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/06/poor-abby.html' title='Poor Abby...'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBa1HKvhOgI/AAAAAAAAA0U/t8ogSs_dyzo/s72-c/14th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8688445205463816371</id><published>2010-06-13T18:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T18:46:46.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two....</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe I am posting again today!!  Really, I am making a better effort!  Unfortunately, there really is not a lot going on...pretty boring people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby woke up not feeling well this morning.  So, she and I stayed home from church and Audrey and Caleb went.  Audrey loves church and does not like to miss!  We asked her if she wanted to stay home with me and Abby, but she would have none of that business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nap time&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LiLi&lt;/span&gt; came over to visit.  The girls played in the blow up pool in the backyard (that Caleb strategically placed under the slide to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;swing set&lt;/span&gt; and hooked up the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;water hose&lt;/span&gt; to)while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LiLi&lt;/span&gt; and I visited and watched.  After a little bit of playing, we all enjoyed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sno&lt;/span&gt; cones.  Yum!  Since camp is under way, Caleb has been working on Sunday afternoons, so it was just the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up our day.  Getting ready for another Monday....UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBVsVeKlizI/AAAAAAAAA0M/TZXZkdGs4H8/s1600/Audrey+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482407237523966770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBVsVeKlizI/AAAAAAAAA0M/TZXZkdGs4H8/s200/Audrey+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey before church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBVsHvdvQeI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LGbiB4-fJfE/s1600/Abby+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482407001649529314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBVsHvdvQeI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LGbiB4-fJfE/s200/Abby+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby wearing a hand-me-down dance recital outfit.  It is her current favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8688445205463816371?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8688445205463816371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8688445205463816371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8688445205463816371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8688445205463816371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-two.html' title='Day Two....'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBVsVeKlizI/AAAAAAAAA0M/TZXZkdGs4H8/s72-c/Audrey+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-5254111830070440333</id><published>2010-06-12T09:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T09:29:44.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>STILL HERE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBOZT4F9a_I/AAAAAAAAAz8/fpNvf429IJ0/s1600/The+girls+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481893738193972210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBOZT4F9a_I/AAAAAAAAAz8/fpNvf429IJ0/s200/The+girls+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been REALLY bad at updating my blog. Not sure why, but I am going to make a better effort. Right now, I should be cleaning my house, but I DO NOT like to clean and the pool is not open yet, so this was my only choice....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, the smmer has been nice. We go to the pool almost daily. Andrew, Ashley and Madeline have moved back to Ruston (yea!!), so we have spent time with them, too. We are looking forward to a beach trip with the Miller's at the end of the month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby had her 3rd birthday in April and Audrey will be 6 in July. SOOOO hard to believe! Audrey will be in 1st grade and Abby will start Wildflower Montessori School in the fall (so excited; we love WMS!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will do a better job of updating. Maybe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481893429311050018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBOZB5aiESI/AAAAAAAAAz0/-C2mhny6Lu4/s200/The+girls+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-5254111830070440333?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/5254111830070440333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=5254111830070440333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5254111830070440333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5254111830070440333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-here.html' title='STILL HERE...'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/TBOZT4F9a_I/AAAAAAAAAz8/fpNvf429IJ0/s72-c/The+girls+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8812315038149188995</id><published>2010-01-30T08:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:22:43.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What's been happening in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seney&lt;/span&gt; world??  Not much!  Last Saturday, the girls got their haircut.  It has been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;looooong&lt;/span&gt; time since they have had it cut.  I think they both look really cute!  Audrey is really not into bows anymore, so her new 'do really works well for that change.  Abby hair had grown into a mullet, so it was time for her to get a trim, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/S2Q_ZZxuRSI/AAAAAAAAAy4/Zzv2UHWo2rU/s1600-h/audrey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/S2Q_ZZxuRSI/AAAAAAAAAy4/Zzv2UHWo2rU/s200/audrey.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432536756164379938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/S2Q_TBwOp1I/AAAAAAAAAyw/m_k2SqRylW0/s1600-h/abby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/S2Q_TBwOp1I/AAAAAAAAAyw/m_k2SqRylW0/s200/abby.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432536646636447570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was jersey day at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AEP&lt;/span&gt;, so Caleb insisted on getting "Big A" a Saints jersey.  I have to admit, she does look cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/S2Q_HKZ6hwI/AAAAAAAAAyo/nQrW47GYOow/s1600-h/Jersey+Day+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/S2Q_HKZ6hwI/AAAAAAAAAyo/nQrW47GYOow/s200/Jersey+Day+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432536442800342786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby felt like she needed to wear one, too, so she wore the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LSU&lt;/span&gt; jersey.  I find it a bit strange that we have two kid's football jerseys in a house with two little girls!!  Grover even posed for this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/S2Q-yy50gbI/AAAAAAAAAyg/bvIT9BiQZkc/s1600-h/Jersey+Day+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/S2Q-yy50gbI/AAAAAAAAAyg/bvIT9BiQZkc/s200/Jersey+Day+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432536092894331314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone has a nice weekend.  Stay warm!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8812315038149188995?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8812315038149188995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8812315038149188995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8812315038149188995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8812315038149188995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2010/01/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/S2Q_ZZxuRSI/AAAAAAAAAy4/Zzv2UHWo2rU/s72-c/audrey.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-2852078902237402285</id><published>2009-12-14T21:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:52:19.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>This is the first year that Audrey asked to go see Santa.  Up until now, she was afraid of him.  We have pictures of Christmas' past where both girls are screaming in Santa's lap.  Well, this year was different.  Audrey did great.  She talked to him and told him what she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SycGA7OXilI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/qGjuukbCTrI/s1600-h/Santa+Claus+visit+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415303689904032338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SycGA7OXilI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/qGjuukbCTrI/s200/Santa+Claus+visit+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big girl!  Not at all afraid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Abby also sat on Santa's lap.  She did not talk to him, though.  She was a little bit afraid, but did not cry.  She had "puppy" with her for comfort.  She loves that little thing with all her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SycFlXZLqPI/AAAAAAAAAyI/H73Th5KPpqc/s1600-h/Santa+Claus+visit+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415303216429246706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SycFlXZLqPI/AAAAAAAAAyI/H73Th5KPpqc/s200/Santa+Claus+visit+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looks a little bit afraid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Later on that day, I heard Audrey and Abby playing.  Audrey was sitting in her rocking chair acting like Santa and Abby was in her lap.  This is what I overheard:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa (aka Audrey):  "&lt;/strong&gt;What would you like for Christmas, little girl?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Girl (aka Abby):  "&lt;/strong&gt;I want a chicken."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa:  "&lt;/strong&gt;A real chicken or a pretend chicken?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Girl:  "&lt;/strong&gt;A real one!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa:  "&lt;/strong&gt;I can't handle that!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Girl:  &lt;/strong&gt;"Okay, then I want it baked."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-2852078902237402285?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/2852078902237402285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=2852078902237402285' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/2852078902237402285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/2852078902237402285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-claus.html' title='Santa Claus'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SycGA7OXilI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/qGjuukbCTrI/s72-c/Santa+Claus+visit+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8173946892670621563</id><published>2009-12-07T19:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:20:47.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to get a decent photo...is it possible?</title><content type='html'>For the past couple of years, Caleb and I have had someone take pictures of the girls for our Christmas card.  This year, we were to do the same.  Yesterday, I had a message from the photographer that she had a death in her family and would not be able to take our pictures.  Bless her heart, she felt so bad and offered other names for us.  Instead, we decided that we would do it (rather Caleb would do it).  Caleb is very talented in many areas and I consider him to be kinda "artsy", so I knew he could handle the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan was quickly followed with Caleb saying "I am so scared about tonight!"  Normally, we would have done them outside, but we figured we just needed to get them done so we could have them mailed before our trip to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the photo shoot begun.  It was not pretty and it really didn't get much better.  I have to say, I really think my girls are precious and beautiful, but if they are not cooperating, it just doesn't work too well.  You see, Audrey feels the need to pose and plaster a huge fake smile on her face (Caleb says she learned that from her momma and Aunt Ann...whatever!).  Abby, well, she just CANNOT be still.  I think she would like to, but just CANNOT.  She never stops moving/talking unless she is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, we were able to pick out a few to make our card.  It wasn't easy, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some of the pictures that we did NOT use,  I think you will understand why.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sx2my1fWseI/AAAAAAAAAxo/SY4WjHvytPs/s1600-h/christmas+cards+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412665719451464162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sx2my1fWseI/AAAAAAAAAxo/SY4WjHvytPs/s200/christmas+cards+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sx2mYekc98I/AAAAAAAAAxg/F72cyNR5zPg/s1600-h/christmas+cards+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412665266622232514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sx2mYekc98I/AAAAAAAAAxg/F72cyNR5zPg/s200/christmas+cards+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sx2mE0CUbII/AAAAAAAAAxY/vIh3fK3R5GA/s1600-h/christmas+cards+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412664928787262594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sx2mE0CUbII/AAAAAAAAAxY/vIh3fK3R5GA/s200/christmas+cards+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sx2l0oNAYQI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/b-ZEU4GCX8g/s1600-h/christmas+cards+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412664650732953858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sx2l0oNAYQI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/b-ZEU4GCX8g/s200/christmas+cards+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8173946892670621563?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8173946892670621563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8173946892670621563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8173946892670621563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8173946892670621563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/12/trying-to-get-decent-photois-it.html' title='Trying to get a decent photo...is it possible?'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sx2my1fWseI/AAAAAAAAAxo/SY4WjHvytPs/s72-c/christmas+cards+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7348858227809905420</id><published>2009-12-05T19:43:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:53:01.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Christmas with LiLi</title><content type='html'>Christmas has already started for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seneys&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LiLi&lt;/span&gt; rotates where she spends Christmas and this year she will be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thibodaux&lt;/span&gt; with the Millers, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LiLi&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Seneys&lt;/span&gt; celebrated Christmas last night in Monroe.  W did presents Friday night and the girls and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LiLi&lt;/span&gt; decorated her tree on Saturday.  We all had a great time.  The girls LOVED the gifts from their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LiLi&lt;/span&gt;.  They each got a stocking full of goodies, a Christmas book, stuffed animals, sleeping bags and a tent to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SxsNRcTFnpI/AAAAAAAAAxI/pDBbNxNfMro/s1600-h/Christmas+with+LiLi+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411933970520972946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SxsNRcTFnpI/AAAAAAAAAxI/pDBbNxNfMro/s200/Christmas+with+LiLi+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls in their new tent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SxsNDND9c1I/AAAAAAAAAxA/QIY2-5BEVuk/s1600-h/Christmas+with+LiLi+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411933725912822610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SxsNDND9c1I/AAAAAAAAAxA/QIY2-5BEVuk/s200/Christmas+with+LiLi+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in their sleeping bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SxsMxbyM1WI/AAAAAAAAAw4/_m8n7wZR3kk/s1600-h/Christmas+with+LiLi+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411933420627219810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SxsMxbyM1WI/AAAAAAAAAw4/_m8n7wZR3kk/s200/Christmas+with+LiLi+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey in front of the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SxsMgX60-6I/AAAAAAAAAww/qlW8p-CYdmM/s1600-h/Christmas+with+LiLi+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411933127531887522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SxsMgX60-6I/AAAAAAAAAww/qlW8p-CYdmM/s200/Christmas+with+LiLi+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby (she woke up with a cold, hence the red nose and glossy eyes, poor baby!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-7348858227809905420?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7348858227809905420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7348858227809905420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7348858227809905420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7348858227809905420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/12/early-christmas-with-lili.html' title='Early Christmas with LiLi'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SxsNRcTFnpI/AAAAAAAAAxI/pDBbNxNfMro/s72-c/Christmas+with+LiLi+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8703395013360321897</id><published>2009-12-02T21:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:13:47.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG TIME, NO WRITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, obviously it has been awhile since I have posted anything. I find myself VERY busy, but that should not be an excuse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Audrey is still loving kindergarten, but still not talking much about it. Abby is still precious and gets funnier everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seney's&lt;/span&gt; are gearing up for a great Holiday Season. We love lots going on, but are loving every minute of it. We are really excited about a James Family trip to Mexico. The kids are so excited to spend time with their Poppa and Honey and aunts, uncles and cousins. We leave on December 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and return on the 23rd. We have to be home for Santa to come visit us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try harder to keep up with posts. Don't hold your breath, though!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will leave you with a picture of Audrey and Abby with their cousin Madeline. It was made on Thanksgiving Day. We missed not having cousins Emma and Jack here, but it wont be long until we see them in Mexico!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410842445073008866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SxcsiTIuyOI/AAAAAAAAAwo/qN0vX8S8u18/s200/thanksgiving+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8703395013360321897?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8703395013360321897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8703395013360321897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8703395013360321897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8703395013360321897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-time-no-write.html' title='LONG TIME, NO WRITE'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SxcsiTIuyOI/AAAAAAAAAwo/qN0vX8S8u18/s72-c/thanksgiving+09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-7856103854444360534</id><published>2009-09-01T08:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:03:35.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Part of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>So, Audrey is in kindergarten.  Big girl.  I assume she likes i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;.  When I ask her about school or her day, her response is typical Audrey....."that is private business, Mom." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is about MY favorite part of kindergarten.  I am being totally truthful here.  I love how dang precious she looks in her uniform, or should I say, varieties of her uniform.  Check out her cuteness below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0oSdsvG5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/D0upFSWprho/s1600-h/kindergarten+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376497827825261458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0oSdsvG5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/D0upFSWprho/s200/kindergarten+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0nJHvG9sI/AAAAAAAAAvw/bS3F3U-q1Fg/s1600-h/kindergarten+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0nJHvG9sI/AAAAAAAAAvw/bS3F3U-q1Fg/s1600-h/kindergarten+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0nJHvG9sI/AAAAAAAAAvw/bS3F3U-q1Fg/s1600-h/kindergarten+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0nJHvG9sI/AAAAAAAAAvw/bS3F3U-q1Fg/s1600-h/kindergarten+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0nJHvG9sI/AAAAAAAAAvw/bS3F3U-q1Fg/s1600-h/kindergarten+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0oAwPMo6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/MomZXuLocIY/s1600-h/kindergarten+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376497523563996066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0oAwPMo6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/MomZXuLocIY/s200/kindergarten+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0nJHvG9sI/AAAAAAAAAvw/bS3F3U-q1Fg/s1600-h/kindergarten+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0nJHvG9sI/AAAAAAAAAvw/bS3F3U-q1Fg/s1600-h/kindergarten+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0nJHvG9sI/AAAAAAAAAvw/bS3F3U-q1Fg/s1600-h/kindergarten+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376496567799183042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0nJHvG9sI/AAAAAAAAAvw/bS3F3U-q1Fg/s200/kindergarten+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0nJHvG9sI/AAAAAAAAAvw/bS3F3U-q1Fg/s1600-h/kindergarten+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-7856103854444360534?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7856103854444360534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=7856103854444360534' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7856103854444360534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/7856103854444360534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-favorite-part-of-kindergarten.html' title='My Favorite Part of Kindergarten'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sp0oSdsvG5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/D0upFSWprho/s72-c/kindergarten+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6873109019221211804</id><published>2009-07-25T08:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T08:59:06.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Lovely Blog Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SmsNJRBcUJI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Wqg4gdGY7Ik/s1600-h/One_Lovely_Blog_Award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362394234154143890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SmsNJRBcUJI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Wqg4gdGY7Ik/s200/One_Lovely_Blog_Award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a winner!!  My sweet friend, Lori gave me this award.  Lori is my friend from work.  We have been 'suite mates" (we share a restroom between our offices) for about 5.5 years.  She has a cute little boy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt;, that is four.  Check out her blog....Lori's Home and Family.  I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; sorry I don't know how to do the link thing.  Look for her on my blog roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules to receiving this award are to: Accept the award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award, and his or her blog link. Pass the award to 15 other blogs that you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; newly discovered. Remember to contact the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; to let them know they have been chosen for this award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one problem:  I do not know 15 blogs deserving of this award, so I will do the best I can.  Here are the winners:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Old Lady Athlete&lt;br /&gt;2.  The Jennings Secede from the South&lt;br /&gt;3.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tylers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  The Lees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my blog roll and check out these blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6873109019221211804?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6873109019221211804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6873109019221211804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6873109019221211804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6873109019221211804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-lovely-blog-award.html' title='One Lovely Blog Award'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SmsNJRBcUJI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Wqg4gdGY7Ik/s72-c/One_Lovely_Blog_Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6587669370117528817</id><published>2009-07-23T20:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:30:15.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET DADDY</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share a few pictures of Caleb and his girls.  Audrey and Abby have such a sweet daddy and I have a wonderful husband.  We love you, Caleb!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SmkNuSK3a1I/AAAAAAAAAuw/gOhqswmlb90/s1600-h/22-23+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361831920163842898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SmkNuSK3a1I/AAAAAAAAAuw/gOhqswmlb90/s200/22-23+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SmkNbfwBoOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/uGHoEEiSf0c/s1600-h/22-23+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361831597391847650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SmkNbfwBoOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/uGHoEEiSf0c/s200/22-23+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SmkNDilm0OI/AAAAAAAAAug/_WZmjbonNGk/s1600-h/22-23+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361831185836593378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SmkNDilm0OI/AAAAAAAAAug/_WZmjbonNGk/s200/22-23+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6587669370117528817?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6587669370117528817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6587669370117528817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6587669370117528817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6587669370117528817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-daddy.html' title='SWEET DADDY'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SmkNuSK3a1I/AAAAAAAAAuw/gOhqswmlb90/s72-c/22-23+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-1034792278392761995</id><published>2009-07-07T05:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T05:44:26.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUDREY GRACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SlMlmBrakmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/XmGdwNTfERQ/s1600-h/gulf+shores+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355665717089440354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SlMlmBrakmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/XmGdwNTfERQ/s200/gulf+shores+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOW!!  It is so hard to believe that our Audrey is 5 years old today!!  Isn't she beautiful??  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like all moms say, I remember the day she was born.  I was induced about 6am and she did not make her entrance into this world until about 10:30pm!  She was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; worth the wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Audrey has to be the smartest, funniest and most precious 5 year old in the world.  Everyday is an adventure with her...she is a mess!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot imagine our world without her.  She brings sunshine to my days.  Thank you, God, for this most precious blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-1034792278392761995?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/1034792278392761995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=1034792278392761995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1034792278392761995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1034792278392761995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-audrey-grace.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUDREY GRACE'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SlMlmBrakmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/XmGdwNTfERQ/s72-c/gulf+shores+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-3781214728552428910</id><published>2009-06-25T21:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:45:53.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG IDOLS AND DIAPERED ANIMALS</title><content type='html'>Today was a big day in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; world.  My favorite thing to do in the mornings is wake up before everyone else, pour a big cup of coffee and read my favorite blogs.  As you probably know, I live in somewhat of a fantasy world and think I actually know these people.  I follow three blogs and I have NEVER MET THESE PEOPLE!  I like Kelley's Corner (cute baby) and Big Mama (very funny).  I recently added &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BooMama&lt;/span&gt; and find her amusing, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, all the stars aligned and ALL OF MY PRETEND FRIENDS met up and hung out.  I was in blog heaven reading about it!  Apparently, "Big" and "Boo" went out and stayed on Pioneer Woman's Ranch (I don't follow her, but I have seen her on my cousin's blog list).  After a few days of hanging out on the ranch, "Big" and "Boo" met up with Kelley (and baby Harper).  HOW COOL IS THAT??  Okay, I am done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby has attached herself recently to a stuffed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Snufalufagas&lt;/span&gt; (is that how to spell it??).  This morning she claimed he needed his diaper changed.  She told us "Dino (her name for him) is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stanky&lt;/span&gt; (you know, stinky).  She then went into her room in search of a diaper.  Well, seeing as how mature her parents are, we decided to help her out.  When we were all done, she even said "thank you". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkQyXuO0wQI/AAAAAAAAAto/nhW8F17aYdY/s1600-h/25th+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351457640351580418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkQyXuO0wQI/AAAAAAAAAto/nhW8F17aYdY/s200/25th+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Can you guess who's idea it was to cut the hole for his tail?? (Caleb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkQyHh2WySI/AAAAAAAAAtg/5wflM82W4xk/s1600-h/25th+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351457362149820706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkQyHh2WySI/AAAAAAAAAtg/5wflM82W4xk/s200/25th+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are headed to the beach next week.  Just the four of us.  We have never been on a vacation with just the four of us.  The girls are excited as you can probably tell by the baby beach chairs in&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the background of the above picture.  Ann gave them those chairs last year and they have decided they LOVE them.  Okay, really those chairs have been out since way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; they knew we were headed to the beach!  It wasn't planned, but somehow our bedroom is the family hang out room.  As evidenced by the Dora chairs and "mermaid kingdom".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't plan on surfing the web while we are at the beach, so this may be the opportunity to break my addiction to random blogs.  The truth is, we don't have a lap top and that is why I won't be surfing.  I hope I don't go into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;withdrawals&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-3781214728552428910?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3781214728552428910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=3781214728552428910' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3781214728552428910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/3781214728552428910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-idols-and-diapered-animals.html' title='BLOG IDOLS AND DIAPERED ANIMALS'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkQyXuO0wQI/AAAAAAAAAto/nhW8F17aYdY/s72-c/25th+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-936254959434643248</id><published>2009-06-22T20:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:24:04.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Typical Monday Night at the Seney's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkAuVbyWfXI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Brv6QzKTq1U/s1600-h/22nd+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350327303087226226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkAuVbyWfXI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Brv6QzKTq1U/s200/22nd+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fishin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkAt_ITVKNI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/heoDBaDg6yE/s1600-h/22nd+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350326919899719890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkAt_ITVKNI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/heoDBaDg6yE/s200/22nd+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a ballerina doing the splits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkAtoUlXMYI/AAAAAAAAAtI/_flHG-osQvs/s1600-h/22nd+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350326528059584898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkAtoUlXMYI/AAAAAAAAAtI/_flHG-osQvs/s200/22nd+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and hanging out in "mermaid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kingdom&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-936254959434643248?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/936254959434643248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=936254959434643248' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/936254959434643248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/936254959434643248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-another-typical-monday-night-at.html' title='Just Another Typical Monday Night at the Seney&apos;s'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SkAuVbyWfXI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Brv6QzKTq1U/s72-c/22nd+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-9093077881000286376</id><published>2009-06-18T21:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:35:02.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wear My Sunglasses at Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sjr4-dX7qlI/AAAAAAAAAtA/zI0SjoqiQdI/s1600-h/sunglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348861259376470610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sjr4-dX7qlI/AAAAAAAAAtA/zI0SjoqiQdI/s200/sunglasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abby eats dinner in her sunglasses more often than not.  She also eats with two or three stuffed animals and her blanket.  She is my kind of girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-9093077881000286376?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/9093077881000286376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=9093077881000286376' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/9093077881000286376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/9093077881000286376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wear-my-sunglasses-at-night.html' title='I Wear My Sunglasses at Night'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sjr4-dX7qlI/AAAAAAAAAtA/zI0SjoqiQdI/s72-c/sunglasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8464910096103796590</id><published>2009-06-07T20:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:20:24.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Dance Recital</title><content type='html'>Well, we survived the dance recital.  Well, almost.  Audrey had a ballet routine and a tap routine.  For some reason, the tap routine was after intermission (about the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; dance after intermission).  I guess "the powers that be" were really not thinking because it is a class of 4 and 5 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;old kids&lt;/span&gt;!  So, she did great in the ballet routine.  They were angels and were precious.  The following picture was taken at Thursday's dress rehearsal.  Isn't she precious?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SixkDliFQ1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/0d6023uTKEA/s1600-h/4th+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344756870559384402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SixkDliFQ1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/0d6023uTKEA/s200/4th+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on recital night, my mom and I go to check on Audrey backstage.  The poor thing (along with others) was melting down.  Intermission was not until 9:00 so that meant her next routine would not be until around 10:00 AT NIGHT!  She was exhausted, hungry and HAD IT!  She was begging me to go home.  I was so torn.  I wanted to take her home, but I was worried that she would regret it later and I was worried that I was setting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;precedence&lt;/span&gt; that it is okay to not follow through with her commitments (my parents were VERY big on this).  In the end, her tears won out and we left.  So far, she doesn't regret it one bit.  The tap costume is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; cute!  I took her picture in it Friday afternoon.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;She is so sassy sometimes&lt;/span&gt;!  It was a little weird putting make-up on her, but those were the strict orders from you know who, "the powers that be".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sixj1uze-kI/AAAAAAAAAsw/qjdmcGSDDX4/s1600-h/Dance+recital+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344756632530123330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sixj1uze-kI/AAAAAAAAAsw/qjdmcGSDDX4/s200/Dance+recital+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had the option of having their pictures taken at the civic center, but they were done at 8:00 on Thursday morning and I just didn't think she would have made it with the LONG dress rehearsal after that.  So, my friend Erin and I had Allison (Picture This) take Audrey and Mia's picture Friday afternoon.  I can't wait to see how they turn out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I am being negative, but I am not sure I want to go through all this again!!  I really want her to be interested in gymnastics or swim or soccer...anything that  does not involve a recital!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8464910096103796590?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8464910096103796590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8464910096103796590' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8464910096103796590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8464910096103796590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/06/2009-dance-recital.html' title='2009 Dance Recital'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SixkDliFQ1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/0d6023uTKEA/s72-c/4th+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-950908035217994617</id><published>2009-06-04T19:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:04:03.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RAVE, Level 4</title><content type='html'>I did not sleep good last night...I was worried and TERRIFIED about the big dance recital dress rehearsal.  For those of you that do not know, the annual dance recital is a HUGE undertaking (mainly for the mothers).  The thing that really terrified me was the "bun".  Yes, all girls are to have their hair in a classical ballet style bun.  In case you don't know, Audrey has a bob.  Her hair is NOT very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;conducive&lt;/span&gt; to a bun.  There were strict instructions...ALL HAIR OFF FACE AND NECK; NO FLY-AWAYS!  I knew this called for the "big guns".  That's right folks...RAVE Level 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the memories I have of the RAVE.  The turquoise can, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nauseating&lt;/span&gt; smell.  When I think of RAVE, I also think of my friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LeeAnn&lt;/span&gt;.  She and I both loved RAVE and used it religiously.  The only section of our hair we used it on was our bangs.  It is quite a talent to create the bangs we were able to create in high school.  The two main tools needed were a curling iron and RAVE.  The bangs moved in one big section!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other day I head to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WalMart&lt;/span&gt; in search of RAVE.  As I scanned the aisle, I got very nervous.  Where was the familiar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;turquoise&lt;/span&gt; can??  I broke out in a small sweat thinking I may have to buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AquaNet&lt;/span&gt;.  But then my eyes landed on it....RAVE.  Apparently, the RAVE people are trying to keep up with the times by changing their bottle color to silver.  They did not fool me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning the bun was created.  I don't think I have ever used so much hairspray in my life!  When it was all over, Audrey said her hair felt like hay.  Poor thing...she survived, though and that hair did not move all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SihqfF_Fs4I/AAAAAAAAAso/pCQ5wJDods0/s1600-h/4th+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343638040290374530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SihqfF_Fs4I/AAAAAAAAAso/pCQ5wJDods0/s200/4th+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way to rehearsal.  I did not put her costume on yet because I was not sure she would fit in her booster seat with all the "business" involved with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SihqPFJXgyI/AAAAAAAAAsg/VDY7gxCIO28/s1600-h/4th+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343637765187142434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SihqPFJXgyI/AAAAAAAAAsg/VDY7gxCIO28/s200/4th+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PRECIOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SihqDQKTCZI/AAAAAAAAAsY/99kJl62diKY/s1600-h/4th+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343637561985403282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SihqDQKTCZI/AAAAAAAAAsY/99kJl62diKY/s200/4th+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Side view...yes that lace was part of the costume; not my idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because I feel like I have posted so much about Audrey lately, I decided to add a picture of both of my girls being silly (what they do best).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SihpxZ8HXiI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/BI29tr_ClA4/s1600-h/4th+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343637255372627490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SihpxZ8HXiI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/BI29tr_ClA4/s200/4th+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-950908035217994617?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/950908035217994617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=950908035217994617' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/950908035217994617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/950908035217994617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/06/rave-level-4.html' title='RAVE, Level 4'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SihqfF_Fs4I/AAAAAAAAAso/pCQ5wJDods0/s72-c/4th+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-8717347201111967576</id><published>2009-05-30T20:16:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:40:01.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of WMS</title><content type='html'>I go to get Audrey at school Friday and she is CRYING!  My sweet girl is sooooo sad that school is out.  She is excited to do somethings this summer, but still wants to go to school.  She has LOVED Wildflower Montessori and her teachers.  I hope she transitions okay to AEP in the fall, at least 3 of her current classmates will be in her class so maybe that will help.  She is so smart and loves to learn...just like her momma! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had their end of the year party of Wednesday and I went along to help drive.  The party was at a playground and the kids had sooo much fun.  I am glad I went, too.  I went a little overboard with the pictures, but I am a momma, what can I say??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHdRvPA1zI/AAAAAAAAAsI/rDny7-UBKIA/s1600-h/27th+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341793929845069618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHdRvPA1zI/AAAAAAAAAsI/rDny7-UBKIA/s200/27th+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Lauren helped Audrey get on this cool thing that you balance and walk on.  Audrey loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHcs84yx3I/AAAAAAAAAsA/A3dvLcgLmTE/s1600-h/27th+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341793297854809970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHcs84yx3I/AAAAAAAAAsA/A3dvLcgLmTE/s200/27th+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't it neat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHb_b6uHMI/AAAAAAAAAr4/koiz_Hbl-V4/s1600-h/27th+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341792515910409410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHb_b6uHMI/AAAAAAAAAr4/koiz_Hbl-V4/s200/27th+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sidewalk chalk...always a winner with Audrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHbmhK5NjI/AAAAAAAAArw/7PbgtjXTsek/s1600-h/27th+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341792087823693362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHbmhK5NjI/AAAAAAAAArw/7PbgtjXTsek/s200/27th+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey and her friend Sophia "attacking" Miss Lauren.  She didn't seem to mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHbJe-vaZI/AAAAAAAAAro/wE9rppCmHTk/s1600-h/27th+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341791589019642258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHbJe-vaZI/AAAAAAAAAro/wE9rppCmHTk/s200/27th+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey and Sophia goofing around (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHazgUr6WI/AAAAAAAAArg/c-hiRmVsRbI/s1600-h/27th+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341791211423000930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHazgUr6WI/AAAAAAAAArg/c-hiRmVsRbI/s200/27th+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey asked me to take this picture before she went in Mrs. Shelly's house.  She said "I am sure my Nanny will want to see a picture of just me on the computer."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enjoy the rest of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-8717347201111967576?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8717347201111967576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=8717347201111967576' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8717347201111967576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/8717347201111967576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-wms.html' title='The End of WMS'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SiHdRvPA1zI/AAAAAAAAAsI/rDny7-UBKIA/s72-c/27th+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6213801941843141565</id><published>2009-05-27T21:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:24:53.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little of This and a Little of That</title><content type='html'>The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seney's&lt;/span&gt; have been busy!!  Audrey had her end of the school year party today (will post pictures soon), we are gearing up for the big dance recital, which is apparently a BIG deal; bigger than I expected.  It's so big that I have to take 3 days off next week.  Audrey has swimming lessons, vacation Bible school and art camp to look forward to.  Poor Abby, there just aren't a lot of options for 2 year-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;, but I really don't think she knows any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb has been busy, too.  With what you ask...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sh3zFpWznMI/AAAAAAAAArY/Qpeh0jBSjYM/s1600-h/MedCamps+Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340692011457682626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sh3zFpWznMI/AAAAAAAAArY/Qpeh0jBSjYM/s200/MedCamps+Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another summer starts this coming Sunday.  It's always fun for me to sit back and see what interesting "jobs" Caleb will be doing.  Just this week he built a small fence.  He is especially fond of the gate.  I may need to check it out so that I will know his skill level and what I can expect from him at our house!!  Another fun aspect of camp is when we all four go out for dinner.  Yes, it is always fun to see the kids, but the best part is the FOOD!  Mrs. Mavis knows her way around a kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What else?  Well, a few weeks ago Madeline came by to visit.  She is precious as always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sh3yh9AUOcI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Iu5O_gZMBJM/s1600-h/abby-madeline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340691398256769474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sh3yh9AUOcI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Iu5O_gZMBJM/s200/abby-madeline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two little princesses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sh3yaNA7-0I/AAAAAAAAArI/-1r5qUE2cuA/s1600-h/madeline-andrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340691265115388738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sh3yaNA7-0I/AAAAAAAAArI/-1r5qUE2cuA/s200/madeline-andrew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashley sent me this today!  They are at the beach this week!  I am so jealous.  Look at Andrew holding his "mini me".  How cute is that???!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6213801941843141565?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6213801941843141565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6213801941843141565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6213801941843141565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6213801941843141565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-of-this-and-little-of-that.html' title='A Little of This and a Little of That'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sh3zFpWznMI/AAAAAAAAArY/Qpeh0jBSjYM/s72-c/MedCamps+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4969211857450042548</id><published>2009-05-24T14:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:29:38.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN WEEKEND, Part Two</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the delay, but for some reason I have neglected my blog.  Sorry to all (2 or 3) of my faithful readers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day we were in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thibodaux&lt;/span&gt;, we went to the local fair.  Wow!!  Audrey has never been to a fair, so this was an experience for her.  I admit, I did not have much faith in her.  I assumed she would be deathly afraid and not want to ride anything!!  I had some faith in Jack.  He sort of goes back and forth between brave and not so brave.  But, with Emma, I had no doubt!  I knew she would want to ride everything!!  This is the child who, when asked what her favorite part of Disney World was responded "THE TOWER OF TERROR!"  That's right; not the princesses or castles, but THE TOWER OF TERROR (by the way, she is 5 years old).  Ann and I rode a couple of things with them, but for the most part they were on their own and had a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/ShmdHeNGEjI/AAAAAAAAArA/_5pMVCbh77A/s1600-h/3rd+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339471584917066290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/ShmdHeNGEjI/AAAAAAAAArA/_5pMVCbh77A/s200/3rd+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe they are still a little dizzy from the "boat"??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Shmc5g936EI/AAAAAAAAAq4/DJpf3zpi9HM/s1600-h/3rd+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339471345140361282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Shmc5g936EI/AAAAAAAAAq4/DJpf3zpi9HM/s200/3rd+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey might be a little scared (her eyes are closed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/ShmcJxd4CBI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Cq90C4WQUSY/s1600-h/3rd+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339470524935833618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/ShmcJxd4CBI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Cq90C4WQUSY/s200/3rd+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This really surprised me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Shmbvsg3xXI/AAAAAAAAAqo/FVPWGwQ1qTw/s1600-h/3rd+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339470076929623410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Shmbvsg3xXI/AAAAAAAAAqo/FVPWGwQ1qTw/s200/3rd+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tired, hot and ready to go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4969211857450042548?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4969211857450042548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4969211857450042548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4969211857450042548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4969211857450042548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-weekend-part-two.html' title='FUN WEEKEND, Part Two'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/ShmdHeNGEjI/AAAAAAAAArA/_5pMVCbh77A/s72-c/3rd+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-6189299526663435890</id><published>2009-05-05T20:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:58:02.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN WEEKEND, Part One</title><content type='html'>Because my life is not all that exciting, I have decided to do two posts from our weekend in Thibodaux....one from Saturday and one from Sunday.  Also, my arms are a little wobbly after doing the 30 Day Shred (Jillian Michaels, trainer from Biggest Loser, or as I like to affectionately refer to her, THE DEVIL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey and I got up early Saturday morning and headed to The Miller's in Thibodaux.  Daddy and Abby were both still sleeping when we left.  The ride was pretty uneventful (well, except when I looked back at Audrey and she was playing with her gummy worms, which she first put in her mouth to get wet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a beautiful day and we stayed outside ALL day.  Ann's yard is so pretty.  She and Steve (okay, really Steve) have put a lot of hard work into it and it was was enjoyable to just relax outside all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids immediately put on their swim suits as Ann filled up the baby pool.  They ran around jumping and splashing in the water and jumping on the trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SgDqZwwvRhI/AAAAAAAAAqg/_bI90lMEYWM/s1600-h/2nd+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332519687113623058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SgDqZwwvRhI/AAAAAAAAAqg/_bI90lMEYWM/s200/2nd+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really are three of the cutest kids EVER!!  Emma is nine months older than Audrey and Audrey is nine months older than Jack and they get along really well (most of the time)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SgDqLjDvWmI/AAAAAAAAAqY/BwypvlfiqOk/s1600-h/2nd+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332519442917055074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SgDqLjDvWmI/AAAAAAAAAqY/BwypvlfiqOk/s200/2nd+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann left for a brief while to go pick up lunch.  During that time, the kids turned on the water hose and made mud puddles (no, I didn't stop them).  Emma and Audrey then rolled around in the mud like pigs (hope they don't catch swine flu)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SgDp8lKtDEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/JwVUvN3xPI0/s1600-h/2nd+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332519185785097282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SgDp8lKtDEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/JwVUvN3xPI0/s200/2nd+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm not sure anyone else can pull off this look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think the hi-lite of the day was when all three of them discovered that they could fit into a trash can...good times!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332518675945097218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SgDpe53YCAI/AAAAAAAAAqI/f7nIgOtHceQ/s200/2nd+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will return soon with a follow-up post.  I KNOW each of you are on the edge of your seats!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-6189299526663435890?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6189299526663435890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=6189299526663435890' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6189299526663435890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/6189299526663435890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-weekend-part-one.html' title='FUN WEEKEND, Part One'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SgDqZwwvRhI/AAAAAAAAAqg/_bI90lMEYWM/s72-c/2nd+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-1119134836489551107</id><published>2009-04-28T20:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:02:05.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...What's On My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sfeyn2I95_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/c8yj1-sfuUY/s1600-h/26th+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329925081634039794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sfeyn2I95_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/c8yj1-sfuUY/s200/26th+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;RANDOM THINGS I HAVE BEEN THINKING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1.  Henry James Jennings is a PRECIOUS baby with a lot of dark hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2.  We have 11 wheeled objects (not including our cars) under our carport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3.  All three of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seney&lt;/span&gt; girls LOVE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Popsicles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4.  My legs are VERY white, but I am trying to break the bad habit of sunbeds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5.  I am excited that Audrey and I are going to my sister's this weekend (Abby is staying with her daddy because Audrey and I haven't had much "big girl" time lately).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6.  My dad and his wife are in Mexico...I wonder if they have started to "oink" or grow squiggly pink tails?  (just kidding; I spoke with them and they are fine).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7.  I would consider having another baby just so I could buy him/her some of those cute "baby legs".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;8.  Why don't the "powers that be" turn on the air conditioner at work?  Why do they have the control in a locked box?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay, I think that is all that has been on my mind lately.  Tomorrow is Wednesday...half-way through the week!  Hang in there.  We can make it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-1119134836489551107?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/1119134836489551107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=1119134836489551107' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1119134836489551107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1119134836489551107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmmmwhats-on-my-mind.html' title='Hmmm...What&apos;s On My Mind'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sfeyn2I95_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/c8yj1-sfuUY/s72-c/26th+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-5852009434254137123</id><published>2009-04-27T21:10:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:26:31.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's One More??</title><content type='html'>Caleb and I had the opportunity to babysit our friends (Cody and Morgan) little girl, Marlee.  She is 4 months younger than Abby and is a sweet little girl!  She and Abby played and Audrey did an excellent job "babysitting" them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was so nice, they played outside for awhile Friday evening.  The picture below cracks me up...not sure what I was focusing on!  Audrey and Abby are looking up at an airplane, but I think Marlee is only concerned with her juice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SfZm-5Mwg7I/AAAAAAAAApw/BgUMgRA-kOg/s1600-h/24th+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329560439731815346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SfZm-5Mwg7I/AAAAAAAAApw/BgUMgRA-kOg/s200/24th+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; For some reason, my girls LOVE to play in Abby's crib.  Marlee joined in on the fun, too.  Unfortunately, by the time I took the picture, Abby had had enough...I am sure that is obvious by her sad little face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SfZmo1cL1II/AAAAAAAAApo/R1Q-ypKo924/s1600-h/24th+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329560060765656194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SfZmo1cL1II/AAAAAAAAApo/R1Q-ypKo924/s200/24th+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After getting into their pajamas, it was time for a little late night snack.  Aren't they cute all on the chair together??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SfZmMbcHdgI/AAAAAAAAApg/lZZ-7SKVprI/s1600-h/24th+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329559572749710850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SfZmMbcHdgI/AAAAAAAAApg/lZZ-7SKVprI/s200/24th+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night came to an end with a little relaxing and movie-watching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SfZl_wXpgoI/AAAAAAAAApY/_Ld_reB8bo4/s1600-h/24th+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329559355029815938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SfZl_wXpgoI/AAAAAAAAApY/_Ld_reB8bo4/s200/24th+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marlee is precious and we would love to have her back anytime!  Audrey is already anxious to have her back so she can "babysit" again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-5852009434254137123?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/5852009434254137123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=5852009434254137123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5852009434254137123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/5852009434254137123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-one-more.html' title='What&apos;s One More??'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SfZm-5Mwg7I/AAAAAAAAApw/BgUMgRA-kOg/s72-c/24th+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-1984538537872460567</id><published>2009-04-21T21:12:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:42:22.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FLOWER GIRLS</title><content type='html'>Before I even start my post, I must do this....HENRY JAMES JENNINGS was born today and he is PRECIOUS!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can start.  Audrey and Abby had the opportunity to be flower girls in a wedding this past weekend.  Steven and Teri were married on Saturday.  Aren't they a beautiful couple??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se5_6DXsLwI/AAAAAAAAApQ/JeITQ-8mwfo/s1600-h/the+happy+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327336044539686658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se5_6DXsLwI/AAAAAAAAApQ/JeITQ-8mwfo/s200/the+happy+couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I "borrowed" this picture off of Steven's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; profile.  Hope he doesn't mind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steven and Caleb have worked together for years (not sure how many) at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MedCamps&lt;/span&gt;.  He and Teri often babysit our girls (at no charge...they are AWESOME people)!!  So, we felt very honored when they asked our girls to be a part of their special day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The girls did okay at the rehearsal, but were ready for the fried fish and trimmings after practicing.  The picture below is AFTER practice, but BEFORE dinner.  The expressions on their faces probably give that information away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se5-hr0w-KI/AAAAAAAAApI/f8xfgKcnqa4/s1600-h/17-18+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327334526390696098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se5-hr0w-KI/AAAAAAAAApI/f8xfgKcnqa4/s200/17-18+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Audrey did GREAT at the wedding.  She went down the aisle and even "tossed" (okay, threw) the flower petals down like a pro...Abby on the other hand wanted no part of it.  Audrey tried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; to pull her down the aisle, but she didn't budge from her momma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The reception was at the Norton Building and was beautiful.  Abby insisted on walking up and down the stairs REPEATEDLY!  I am sad to report that my legs were a little sore the next day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt; of all the rain on Friday and Saturday, there were many water puddles, which meant a lot of fun for the girls to jump and play in!  At that point, I didn't even care.  They had fun.  I even had to tie the tulle layer of Abby's dress in a knot because she kept stepping on it while she attempted the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se5-N-J_I2I/AAAAAAAAApA/Fk-Yx0Hlau8/s1600-h/17-18+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327334187714159458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se5-N-J_I2I/AAAAAAAAApA/Fk-Yx0Hlau8/s200/17-18+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Audrey showing me her wet tights and shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se59-ac4qZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/kVXOt4TA0FY/s1600-h/17-18+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327333920431712658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se59-ac4qZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/kVXOt4TA0FY/s200/17-18+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby's turn to splash...do you like the knot I fashioned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se59oyVqLwI/AAAAAAAAAow/MXNXlgQg9IQ/s1600-h/17-18+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327333548886732546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se59oyVqLwI/AAAAAAAAAow/MXNXlgQg9IQ/s200/17-18+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey and her Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se59YDeszUI/AAAAAAAAAoo/7GZp9wUqPnE/s1600-h/17-18+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327333261430279490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se59YDeszUI/AAAAAAAAAoo/7GZp9wUqPnE/s200/17-18+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE this precious picture!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Did I mention that the rehearsal dinner was at the Norton Building too?  It was raining &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; hard Friday night, but it was really pretty, even in the rain.  You just had to stay under the covered areas.  I think Audrey summed up the wedding weekend best when she asked me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHY DIDN'T THE BUILDERS JUST BUILD A ROOF ON THIS BUILDING?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (referring to the Norton Building)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-1984538537872460567?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/1984538537872460567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=1984538537872460567' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1984538537872460567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/1984538537872460567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/04/flower-girls.html' title='FLOWER GIRLS'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Se5_6DXsLwI/AAAAAAAAApQ/JeITQ-8mwfo/s72-c/the+happy+couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4395389773468761279</id><published>2009-04-18T20:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:29:54.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to Catch You Up...</title><content type='html'>So, what have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seney's&lt;/span&gt; been up to??  This has been a busy weekend so far.  Caleb's camp director, Steven and his fiance, Teri, were married today and Audrey and Abby were the flower girls.  Audrey did great.  Abby, not so much.  I will post pictures of the rehearsal and wedding later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we have just been doing the usual.  I will add that we are anxiously awaiting the arrival of Cousin Henry...most of you in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; world are familiar with this I am sure.  Can't wait to hear/read news of the progress (or lack there of).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with these two pictures.  The first one is Abby with her daddy's boots on.  I think I asked her whose shoes she had on and she pointed to her daddy...so sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second picture is Audrey.  She is always wanting someone to take her picture so she can pose.  I didn't think much of it.  Caleb, on the other hand, was a little disturbed by the way she was posing and the fact that she was on a table...should we be concerned???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend, everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sep8x86SXlI/AAAAAAAAAog/HpjCoqSdqrY/s1600-h/12+again+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326206706925067858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sep8x86SXlI/AAAAAAAAAog/HpjCoqSdqrY/s200/12+again+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sep8kjvOUkI/AAAAAAAAAoY/VJlZIbpa02E/s1600-h/12+again+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326206476829479490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sep8kjvOUkI/AAAAAAAAAoY/VJlZIbpa02E/s200/12+again+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4395389773468761279?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4395389773468761279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4395389773468761279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4395389773468761279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4395389773468761279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-to-catch-you-up.html' title='Just to Catch You Up...'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/Sep8x86SXlI/AAAAAAAAAog/HpjCoqSdqrY/s72-c/12+again+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-808282859222857346</id><published>2009-04-14T12:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:55:21.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER SUNDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SeTLiZNeQDI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/f9NFZuoFOhA/s1600-h/the+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324604451202154546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SeTLiZNeQDI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/f9NFZuoFOhA/s200/the+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE this picture, which is surprising because typically I HATE any picture that has my face in it.  I have learned to look past my selfish ways, though, because look how genuinely happy all three of us are in this picture.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter morning started out a little rough....kids slept late, ate chocolate bunnies for breakfast, and both had a meltdown before we made it to church.  Honestly, we didn't even make it to the service.  We teach 3rd and 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade Sunday School and there is a 9:00 service for the teachers...we just could not make it!  We did make it in time to teach, but did not take any pictures of the girls in their Easter dresses.  By the time we got home from church, we were all starving and my attempt at a photo shoot did not go well.  We were going to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Springhill&lt;/span&gt;, but the weather was yucky ans we just didn't want to get out with both girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day did get better.  After lunch, we had a LONG nap and then we all just hung out and played.  The girls and I were laying on our bed and watching bits and pieces of "The Sound of Music" when Caleb took our picture.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the only picture you will see of our Easter is this one.  It is genuine.  It is my favorite.  I love my precious girls like nothing I could have ever imaged.  I thank God for sending his Son to die for our sins.  I thank God for his forgiving heart.  I also thank God for entrusting us with these two precious miracles.  I thank Him for allowing us to share our lives with them everyday.  I pray that we, as parents, will do everything we can to raise them in a way that is pleasing to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-808282859222857346?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/808282859222857346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=808282859222857346' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/808282859222857346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/808282859222857346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-sunday.html' title='EASTER SUNDAY'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SeTLiZNeQDI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/f9NFZuoFOhA/s72-c/the+girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7251428125544637561.post-4718448347863390558</id><published>2009-04-11T20:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:20:28.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Megan</title><content type='html'>Today Caleb's niece, Megan, had her 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jumpin&lt;/span&gt;' Jupiter in Bossier.  Whoever came up with this idea is a genius...a big room with a bunch of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jumpy's&lt;/span&gt; (I am not sure of the technical name).  The kids had a blast and were worn out.  Both of our girls fell asleep on the ride home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow after church, we are headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Springhill&lt;/span&gt; to spend Easter with Caleb's family.  It's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Seney&lt;/span&gt;-filled weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SeFAseSGm7I/AAAAAAAAAoI/t9wH9a-x3qo/s1600-h/11th+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323607367316052914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SeFAseSGm7I/AAAAAAAAAoI/t9wH9a-x3qo/s200/11th+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey and Megan and some of the other girls at the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SeFAbOJ1OqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/cZuwt23cfV4/s1600-h/11th+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323607070928616098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SeFAbOJ1OqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/cZuwt23cfV4/s200/11th+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SeFANYh_zCI/AAAAAAAAAn4/vNoosHz66uc/s1600-h/11th+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323606833196157986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SeFANYh_zCI/AAAAAAAAAn4/vNoosHz66uc/s200/11th+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Abby LOVES her food.  Notice her hands in the picture with her daddy...trying to cover all bases!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy Easter, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7251428125544637561-4718448347863390558?l=theseneyssay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4718448347863390558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7251428125544637561&amp;postID=4718448347863390558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4718448347863390558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7251428125544637561/posts/default/4718448347863390558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseneyssay.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-megan.html' title='Happy Birthday, Megan'/><author><name>adrian seney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04285052231802099146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SHbDaZsr5DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-8XEwwugWRA/S220/The+Fam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ozTxZKKLjr8/SeFAseSGm7I/AAAAAAAAAoI/t9wH9a-x3qo/s72-c/11th+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
