<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='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' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 23:08:15 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>guest writer</category><category>Gabi's Gabs</category><category>Buddy Walk</category><category>Finding Courage Through Sharing</category><category>Grandma</category><category>Picky Eaters Club</category><category>Family</category><category>Friends</category><category>Sunday Scripture</category><category>Grains of Gratitude</category><category>Time Travel Tuesday</category><category>Down Syndrome Awareness</category><category>Fat Kitty</category><category>Precious Preston</category><category>Videos</category><category>Signing</category><category>Brag-time</category><category>Awards</category><category>Raving about Ryan</category><category>Blessings</category><category>Humor</category><category>Jesus</category><category>Nana and Papa</category><category>Just For Fun</category><category>Giveaways</category><category>Book Review</category><category>Gorgeous Gabi</category><category>Blast From The Past</category><category>This and That</category><category>Prayers</category><category>Teaching Gabi</category><category>The Fear of Lawn Mowers</category><category>Gabi videos</category><category>Facing The Scales</category><category>Magic Marker Mondays</category><category>Ability Tuesday</category><category>Wordless Wednesday</category><category>Product Recommendation</category><category>Loss</category><category>Tagged</category><category>Gabi pictures</category><category>Charitable Organizations</category><category>iPhone</category><category>Journaling Jeremy</category><category>Special Exposure Wednesday</category><category>IRL</category><category>Hollis</category><category>Birthdays</category><category>Pictures</category><category>Christianity</category><category>News Worthy</category><category>Chronicling Christopher</category><category>Recipes</category><category>Beyond Ordinary Blog Carnival</category><category>Friday Fave</category><category>Anthony's Adventures</category><category>Quote of the Day</category><title>Gabi's World</title><description></description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>753</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-1395375941368913505</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Nov 2010 03:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-18T23:26:06.026-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Journaling Jeremy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Prayers</category><title>Pray For Julian!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TOXynsEyVAI/AAAAAAAAELY/D2JMhIwMq8Y/s1600/10841_1276236636056_1534183546_30776274_4335828_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TOXynsEyVAI/AAAAAAAAELY/D2JMhIwMq8Y/s400/10841_1276236636056_1534183546_30776274_4335828_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541101680209318914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy above is close to my heart. He is part of my extended family. You see Julian is one of Jeremy's brothers from his dad's side. As I type this Julian is undergoing surgery to have a shunt placed to relieve pressure off his brain stem. The prognosis isn't looking good. As the Neurosurgeon explained to Tommy (Jeremy and Julian's dad), the brain stem is one of the parts of the brain that is least tolerable to injury. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lead up to this point is as follows. Tommy and Carla (Julian's parents) were headed to a parent teacher conference with Julian. Originally, Julian was to stay with his grandmother, but asked if he could go with them. At some point Julian suddenly started complaining of his head hurting and saying something was wrong. His dad had him turn his neck  from side to side asking him if his neck was hurting too. (Jeremy's dad is also a nurse and was thinking this could be meningitis.)  He decided to give him some ibuprofen and they headed to the parent teacher conference. On the way there, he kept asking Julian questions which he answered without any problems. They met with the teacher and after it was over they were walking towards Julian's desk to pick up his things when Julian began crying. Tommy kept asking Julian what's wrong, but Julian didn't respond. He sat him down in a chair and Julian's head fell back. At that point, he lowered him to the floor, and Julian began having seizures and posturing. Julian was brought to the nearest hospital and from there he was life flighted to Hartford where he was intubated on a ventilator in the PICU up until this surgery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian had a &lt;a href="http://www.mayfieldclinic.com/PE-AVM.htm"&gt;AV malformation&lt;/a&gt; in his ear a few years back that was surgically repaired. It looks like he had another AV malformation in his brain stem that went undetected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy also mentioned that Julian wrote him and Carla letters this afternoon telling them how much he loved them. Tommy said the letters sounded like he was saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son is obviously upset as we all are. All I can do is pray with him, hold him and comfort him. I wish I could make this all better. Will you all please, Please, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PLEASE&lt;/span&gt; pray for Julian and ask God to give him a miracle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lord please be with Julian and give him a miracle. Lord, put Your healing hand on him. Be with his surgeons, doctors, nurses and anyone else involved in his care. Give them the wisdom to know exactly the right thing to do. And Lord be with his parents, Jeremy, and other loved ones as they go through this difficult time. Let them feel the comfort of Your Presence.  I ask and pray this in Your Holy Name, Jesus. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-1395375941368913505?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2010/11/pray-for-julian.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TOXynsEyVAI/AAAAAAAAELY/D2JMhIwMq8Y/s72-c/10841_1276236636056_1534183546_30776274_4335828_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-5251454836321205257</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2010 21:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-25T17:47:37.442-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nana and Papa</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Charitable Organizations</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Buddy Walk</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Down Syndrome Awareness</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Prayers</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><title>Blog Hiatus Is Over</title><description>Welcome Back ME!! I didn't intend to take such a long hitaus from blogging, but I did. Then, we lost our our old blog domain (gabis-world.com). So please note that we have a new address gabisworld.com (no hyphen). So much to catch you all up on if you aren't following us on Facebook. But for now we will just address today and this weekend's walk for Down syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gabi Had Surgery On Her Ears Today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks back, I took Gabi to her ENT. She kept telling me her ears were "broken," and she had a horrible smell coming from her left ear. As expected, she had an infection in her left ear. She was placed on ear drops and oral antibiotics. On her follow up appointment, the infection had cleared, but her right ear had wax that was attached to the ear drum. The attempt to remove this in office failed, and surgery was scheduled for Gabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the surgery date. I slept on the couch to prevent Gabi from ruining her nothing by mouth status by waking early and invading the refrigerator and kitchen. She amazingly didn't wake early this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXnVjGqlAI/AAAAAAAAEKw/hxZzl7NUCHE/s1600/nanagabi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXnVjGqlAI/AAAAAAAAEKw/hxZzl7NUCHE/s400/nanagabi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532082074680988674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;This was this morning as we were getting ready to leave for the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXnUEvDa3I/AAAAAAAAEKo/iEybKDkQvTo/s1600/gabiinteractivewall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXnUEvDa3I/AAAAAAAAEKo/iEybKDkQvTo/s400/gabiinteractivewall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532082049349020530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the waiting room, Gabi played with a sand box that you move cars and boats with a magnet from underneath and a really neat interactive wall. As you can see in this picture above, Gabi was actually catching the falling projected colors in her arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXnTfqeIiI/AAAAAAAAEKg/r_HoHD5enac/s1600/gabipreop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXnTfqeIiI/AAAAAAAAEKg/r_HoHD5enac/s400/gabipreop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532082039397687842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was preoperatively. They had just given Gabi Versed. It obviously had not taken affect yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXnSxGKlpI/AAAAAAAAEKY/d7KkIu_InvM/s1600/gabirecoveryroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXnSxGKlpI/AAAAAAAAEKY/d7KkIu_InvM/s400/gabirecoveryroom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532082026897381010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this was in the recovery room as she was beginning to wake up.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the surgery didn't go quite as well as we hoped. We hoped that she would have the right ear cleaned out and find her tubes intact. The tubes were both protruding with granulation tissue. Her ENT said this is what happens when the ears reject the tubes. So the tubes had to be removed. New tubes were not put in at this time. The ENT said the new tubes would reject as well under the current condition of her ears. We have to allow the holes to seal off and pray that fluid does not collect in her ears again.  If they do, then she has to have surgery again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;DSSASI 2010 Capabilties Walk and Talent Show (formerly Buddy Walk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our walk was this past Saturday. The kids all had fun. We had our family of seven plus Nana and Papa who have been visiting us from South Florida and Ms. Elise (Gabi's teacher) with us to support our wonderful blessing on this special day. Here are a few pics from that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXvNwKud_I/AAAAAAAAELQ/7W1NRMky0ME/s1600/gabifacepaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXvNwKud_I/AAAAAAAAELQ/7W1NRMky0ME/s400/gabifacepaint.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532090736841750514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Gabi started off with her favorite activity... face painting. They offered her to have a pumpkin, cat or a bat painted on her face, and Gabi said, "I want a ghost!" Well she got what she asked for and ghosts became an option from that point on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXvNUdd7nI/AAAAAAAAELI/s1L7JPORf3o/s1600/gabibuild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXvNUdd7nI/AAAAAAAAELI/s1L7JPORf3o/s400/gabibuild.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532090729404165746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabi also visited the Home Depot booth and helped build a bean bag toss game or as known in some areas "corn hole."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXvM2fhFrI/AAAAAAAAELA/-BO9NVK3uLs/s1600/prestonballoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXvM2fhFrI/AAAAAAAAELA/-BO9NVK3uLs/s400/prestonballoon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532090721359697586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Preston played a few games and was excited to tell his sissy that he won her a stuffed animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXvMmWBuTI/AAAAAAAAEK4/eNN2ayidvqc/s1600/downsyndromewalk2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXvMmWBuTI/AAAAAAAAEK4/eNN2ayidvqc/s400/downsyndromewalk2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532090717024926002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was during the walk. The boys had all walked ahead while us girls took pictures and talked during the walk.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-5251454836321205257?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2010/10/blog-hiatus-is-over.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/TMXnVjGqlAI/AAAAAAAAEKw/hxZzl7NUCHE/s72-c/nanagabi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-7347397912299335264</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 May 2010 03:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-03T23:17:33.256-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blessings</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Teaching Gabi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><title>Appreciating Our Favorite Teacher</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sa37mJ8tmQI/AAAAAAAADsg/0pV7AUjO_4s/s1600-h/teacherappreciation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sa37mJ8tmQI/AAAAAAAADsg/0pV7AUjO_4s/s200/teacherappreciation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309176168663849218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years back, when we moved 2 cities over, I was trying to pull a fast one on the school system by not changing Gabi's school. I kept her at the same daycare and was going to have the bus continue to pick her up and drop her off at the daycare like they always did. After all her school had a great reputation for it's special needs classes and I heard horrible things about the schools where we had moved to. Well, I made the mistake of including Gabi's teacher at the time in our plans. I didn't think it would be an issue. After all, she cared just as much for Gabi as we did, right? Wrong! She threw us to the wolves as far as I was concerned. After all, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; was the one who said all of those bad things about the schools in the city we moved to. I got a call while I was at work from the principal that we either had to pay an incredibly ridiculous tuition to keep Gabi in this "public school" or she could not continue there. I was pregnant with Preston and raging with hormones. I spent the entire day crying my eyes out because I was hurt that her teacher didn't care and that God could allow this to happen. I just knew I was being punished and/or being taught a lesson for lying about our address. I couldn't afford the very expensive "public school" tuition they were requiring and requiring in 2 weeks from then nor did I want her to have to go back to the teacher who pretended to care. I was heartbroken. Anyhow, one of the other nurses I worked with that day had a sister who worked in the schools in the city we moved to (and worked with kids with special needs) and she got her on the phone with me. She helped me to find out which school would be best for Gabi and guided me through the process of how to get her in this school. I spent our entry meeting to the new school system in tears because I was sure my daughter was destined to be doomed and there was nothing I could do about it. During Gabi's 1st day, I met her new teacher and became more comfortable with where she was heading. Within weeks, I was thanking God for this switch! Gabi was doing wonderfully and her new teacher REALLY did care! It was different (in a good way). God had blessed me tremendously (not because I lied). I did however learn a lesson in the process. So it is possible that He is teaching me this lesson and going to give us blessings in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabi has had this teacher every year since we moved here and will continue to have her until Gabi enters middle school. Gabi has made huge progress each and every year under her care. Thank you Ms. Elise for loving my daughter and providing her with a nurturing and caring environment to learn. I appreciate your time that you devote to her in and outside of the classroom. You are not only Gabi's teacher, but we also consider you our friend and extended family. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LpNR2FqXI/AAAAAAAAEGM/rS3jDzMuXFM/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LpNR2FqXI/AAAAAAAAEGM/rS3jDzMuXFM/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432160514900076914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ms. Elise and Gabi during our &lt;a href="http://www.gabis-world.com/2009/10/2009-capabilities-walk-talent-show.html"&gt;2009 Capabilities Walk and Talent Show&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you also to the classroom aides. We love and appreciate you just as much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord help us all when it's time to move Gabi to middle school. I'll be a quivering bundle of nerves. Ms. Elise, sure you don't want to try out middle school for a few years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have a wonderful Teacher Appreciation Day!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-7347397912299335264?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2010/05/appreciating-our-favorite-teacher.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sa37mJ8tmQI/AAAAAAAADsg/0pV7AUjO_4s/s72-c/teacherappreciation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-5567273142349886667</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 01:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-22T21:39:56.520-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blessings</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Down Syndrome Awareness</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi videos</category><title>Milestones</title><description>Many new or expecting parents get a grim prediction of their child or unborn child's future. I am here to tell you that children with Down syndrome do walk, talk, learn, run, jump, read, and many other things we are told they won't do. Gabi learned &lt;a href="http://www.gabis-world.com/2007/06/blast-from-past_9415.html"&gt;her first word&lt;/a&gt; at 7 months old and today she can carry on conversations and sing. She learned to walk at 2 years and 2 months old and now she can jump, run, and skip. Gabi was potty trained at 6 1/2 years old and this year she helped inspire her little brother to use the potty. I've seen videos of people with Down syndrome who drive and personally seen many, many of them in a work environment. While some of these milestones happen at a later age, they still happen. And ask any parent whose child has delays and they'll tell you the same, you just learn to appreciate and celebrate those milestones even more. And now, at 10 years old, I celebrate a new milestone that Gabi has achieved. Gabi has learned to READ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qgS8vigOGLE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qgS8vigOGLE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u7KYya5-_xM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u7KYya5-_xM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ms. Elise and your wonderful group and to the wonderful educational websites out there like &lt;a href="http://starfall.com"&gt;starfall.com&lt;/a&gt; that devote their sites to helping kids read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-5567273142349886667?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2010/03/milestones.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-4438973144002723464</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Mar 2010 19:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-03T14:36:38.094-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Charitable Organizations</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Down Syndrome Awareness</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><title>Spread The Word to End The Word</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S463hrW9ZNI/AAAAAAAAEKA/DMU9T26-ljk/s1600-h/Gabi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S463hrW9ZNI/AAAAAAAAEKA/DMU9T26-ljk/s400/Gabi.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444490788740097234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of year again. It's time to take the pledge, but remember to abstain from the use of the word "retard" or "retarded" all year long (not just during or pleas for respect.) Visit &lt;a href="http://r-word.org/"&gt;http://r-word.org&lt;/a&gt; to take the pledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And read my archived post of when &lt;a href="http://www.gabis-world.com/2009/01/r-word-hits-home.html"&gt;"The R-word Hits Home."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gXg5Q0dI6nM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gXg5Q0dI6nM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-4438973144002723464?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2010/03/spread-word-to-end-word.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S463hrW9ZNI/AAAAAAAAEKA/DMU9T26-ljk/s72-c/Gabi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-2714275524158979661</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 16:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-02T11:04:32.360-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nana and Papa</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Journaling Jeremy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Fear of Lawn Mowers</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blessings</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blast From The Past</category><title>Where Do I Start?</title><description>It's been awhile yet again, but we took time out for enjoying my parents visiting for 3 weeks during the holidays. While Nana was here, we did a lot of shopping and redecorating. Jeremy got a new (and much needed) bed and linens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2hGXWi9VKI/AAAAAAAAEIk/swogHSBUDp0/s1600-h/DSC08427_5304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2hGXWi9VKI/AAAAAAAAEIk/swogHSBUDp0/s400/DSC08427_5304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433670317425644706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We surprised him Christmas morning by texting him the above picture since he was in Connecticut visiting his dad, and he texted us back with this pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2hJMXa37BI/AAAAAAAAEIs/iNKjVDMKg-c/s1600-h/Jeremy+happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2hJMXa37BI/AAAAAAAAEIs/iNKjVDMKg-c/s400/Jeremy+happy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433673427216493586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Gabi got a new bed, too. Once we got started with Gabi's room, we decided to just redo the whole room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So these are the before pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LweypeWII/AAAAAAAAEG8/_RK47NocsLA/s1600-h/DSCN0663_5666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LweypeWII/AAAAAAAAEG8/_RK47NocsLA/s400/DSCN0663_5666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432168512344709250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had many, MANY holes and dings to fix on the walls, the walls where dirty and the colors were just not as vibrant as they once were. The blinds were broken, and the carpet was dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LuScS5HNI/AAAAAAAAEG0/kMFWiIlxrPM/s1600-h/DSCN0662_5665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LuScS5HNI/AAAAAAAAEG0/kMFWiIlxrPM/s400/DSCN0662_5665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432166101162728658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And these are the After pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lwfm5jfsI/AAAAAAAAEHM/1nWbhItIUjE/s1600-h/DSCN0682_5674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lwfm5jfsI/AAAAAAAAEHM/1nWbhItIUjE/s400/DSCN0682_5674.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432168526370799298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A new bed, new linens, new blinds, fresh paint, new area rug, cleaned carpet, and a few other added details make her room look great again. And although the bedding is technically "High School Musical," don't tell that to Gabi. The moment she seen it, she declared it a "Kiki room." She is talking about Kiki from &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A8RYs2iEgvg"&gt;The Fresh Beat Band&lt;/a&gt; on NickJr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LwfFWX29I/AAAAAAAAEHE/qCyiJhANDOI/s1600-h/DSCN0680_5672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LwfFWX29I/AAAAAAAAEHE/qCyiJhANDOI/s400/DSCN0680_5672.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432168517364866002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LuSCpBDFI/AAAAAAAAEGs/L9QLqTCQZmU/s1600-h/DSC08459_5915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LuSCpBDFI/AAAAAAAAEGs/L9QLqTCQZmU/s400/DSC08459_5915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432166094276201554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LuRPawaVI/AAAAAAAAEGc/Xhh4lolZP_U/s1600-h/DSC08456_5912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LuRPawaVI/AAAAAAAAEGc/Xhh4lolZP_U/s400/DSC08456_5912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432166080526182738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lwf-dOCzI/AAAAAAAAEHU/FIfJfapqUyU/s1600-h/DSCN0683_5675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lwf-dOCzI/AAAAAAAAEHU/FIfJfapqUyU/s400/DSCN0683_5675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432168532694403890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see, Gabi is more than happy with her new room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LuQm39GHI/AAAAAAAAEGU/eh_wxguaZsE/s1600-h/DSCN0685_5677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LuQm39GHI/AAAAAAAAEGU/eh_wxguaZsE/s400/DSCN0685_5677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432166069642795122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Just after Nana and Papa left, we had our first big snow storm of the season. Jeremy was happy to just have a day off of school. Gabi and Preston wanted to experience it all. So outside we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LyreAC_ZI/AAAAAAAAEH8/IgxVTQCaCrE/s1600-h/DSC08475_5935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LyreAC_ZI/AAAAAAAAEH8/IgxVTQCaCrE/s400/DSC08475_5935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432170929163795858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing Gabi did was take off running in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lwgc-JqTI/AAAAAAAAEHc/i0E1zydCtr0/s1600-h/DSC08466_5926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lwgc-JqTI/AAAAAAAAEHc/i0E1zydCtr0/s400/DSC08466_5926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432168540885592370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, they decided it was fun to throw snow at Daddy who was just inside that window there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lyrx0hnuI/AAAAAAAAEIE/AC3u4gauyKs/s1600-h/DSC08481_5940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lyrx0hnuI/AAAAAAAAEIE/AC3u4gauyKs/s400/DSC08481_5940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432170934484180706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoops! Guess I should've put a belt on this little girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LyrK-slMI/AAAAAAAAEH0/tfQMqzWBApk/s1600-h/DSC08473_5933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LyrK-slMI/AAAAAAAAEH0/tfQMqzWBApk/s400/DSC08473_5933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432170924057859266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow was still falling as we played outside. The most beautiful snowflakes landed on my gloves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lzw7cWf5I/AAAAAAAAEIM/IE4W-pmNQzg/s1600-h/DSC08490_5949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lzw7cWf5I/AAAAAAAAEIM/IE4W-pmNQzg/s400/DSC08490_5949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432172122478116754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I had to get them to stop and pose for some pics, too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lyqk9K4uI/AAAAAAAAEHs/sYkq8E_CVyE/s1600-h/DSC08471_5931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lyqk9K4uI/AAAAAAAAEHs/sYkq8E_CVyE/s400/DSC08471_5931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432170913850909410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lyqa9_KGI/AAAAAAAAEHk/3iq_pdqS1GI/s1600-h/DSC08469_5929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2Lyqa9_KGI/AAAAAAAAEHk/3iq_pdqS1GI/s400/DSC08469_5929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432170911169980514" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LzxYFtgUI/AAAAAAAAEIU/CDnylUMGEHY/s1600-h/DSC08493_5952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LzxYFtgUI/AAAAAAAAEIU/CDnylUMGEHY/s400/DSC08493_5952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432172130167783746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what else we tackled during our bloggy absence? Here is the hint:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LzxpKWlLI/AAAAAAAAEIc/TGozzkfko_o/s1600-h/DSC08497_5923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2LzxpKWlLI/AAAAAAAAEIc/TGozzkfko_o/s400/DSC08497_5923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432172134750655666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case some of you haven't figured it out. Here were the clues: Preston is sitting on a pack of toilet paper and wearing underwear. Did you guess? Preston is a big boy now! He was potty trained in 3 days for pee and a week for pooping! Yayyyy Preston! And yay me since I finally don't have to change diapers after a 10 year run at it! Gabi was 6 1/2 when she finally potty trained and Preston was born within a few months of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am not sure why this happens during the winter, but the &lt;a href="http://www.gabis-world.com/search/label/The%20Fear%20of%20Lawn%20Mowers"&gt;Lawn Mower Fear&lt;/a&gt; is rearing it's ugly head again. Ugh! And Gabi did so well last year with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what happened to these 2 little kids that featured at the beginning of this blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="width: 330px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w131.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w131.photobucket.com/albums/p298/ryanshangraham/1174156311.pbw" height="330" width="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/getyourown.gif" style="border-width: 0pt;" vspace="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have both grown up so much since then. Here is how they look today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2hJNXhSzvI/AAAAAAAAEJE/_Qz3L99ruOA/s1600-h/19340_282432584859_628484859_3252434_4065174_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2hJNXhSzvI/AAAAAAAAEJE/_Qz3L99ruOA/s400/19340_282432584859_628484859_3252434_4065174_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433673444423290610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2hJMmgeZ4I/AAAAAAAAEI0/IG6ARdyOzaE/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2hJMmgeZ4I/AAAAAAAAEI0/IG6ARdyOzaE/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433673431266518914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2hJM-Cq6dI/AAAAAAAAEI8/4yvlsX8OOTg/s1600-h/19340_282430854859_628484859_3252431_6555880_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2hJM-Cq6dI/AAAAAAAAEI8/4yvlsX8OOTg/s400/19340_282430854859_628484859_3252431_6555880_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433673437583960530" 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/8669376265059481357-2714275524158979661?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2010/02/where-do-i-start.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/S2hGXWi9VKI/AAAAAAAAEIk/swogHSBUDp0/s72-c/DSC08427_5304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-5627819408712874415</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 16:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-25T11:32:42.847-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><title>Merry Christmas!!!!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SzTo7eYkzFI/AAAAAAAAEGE/vGzhFH6iwiA/s1600-h/DSC08394_5314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SzTo7eYkzFI/AAAAAAAAEGE/vGzhFH6iwiA/s400/DSC08394_5314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419212360099613778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SzTo63uS3zI/AAAAAAAAEF8/GS7sKzx2UP4/s1600-h/DSC08389_5309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SzTo63uS3zI/AAAAAAAAEF8/GS7sKzx2UP4/s400/DSC08389_5309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419212349721730866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-5627819408712874415?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SzTo7eYkzFI/AAAAAAAAEGE/vGzhFH6iwiA/s72-c/DSC08394_5314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-7209635130894820462</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 11:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-22T06:53:00.409-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Birthdays</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><title>Happy 3rd Birthday, Preston!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SzA85WGVjHI/AAAAAAAAEF0/FsKXN9hcuik/s1600-h/DSC08369_5253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SzA85WGVjHI/AAAAAAAAEF0/FsKXN9hcuik/s400/DSC08369_5253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417897307609074802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Preston's Birth Story is &lt;a href="http://www.gabis-world.com/2007/12/happy-1st-birthday-preston.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-7209635130894820462?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/12/happy-3rd-birthday-preston.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SzA85WGVjHI/AAAAAAAAEF0/FsKXN9hcuik/s72-c/DSC08369_5253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-1410598759218544526</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 18:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-15T13:30:01.043-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><title>Gabi Update</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.gabis-world.com/2009/03/ticks.html"&gt;Gabi's ticks&lt;/a&gt; are back. They aren't the same as last time. Now they affect her whole body, and they differ from day to day. Sometimes they look intentional and other times they appear to be involuntary. Her teacher has mentioned them at school several times as well. I had a theory that maybe it was due to lack of sleep. Her melatonin had run out and I was in no hurry to buy more. After a few weeks, we found her up in the middle of the night on the computer, watching TV or playing in her room. The ticks followed soon after. Since that time, she has been getting her melatonin every night and sleeping much better. The ticks still continue though. So next month, I'll be talking to her pediatrician about it during her check up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-1410598759218544526?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/12/gabi-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-7164071087667331629</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 03:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-14T22:36:09.621-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Birthdays</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><title>Build A Bear</title><description>Here are our long overdue pictures from our visit to Build a Bear back on November 1st for Gabi's birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3SjfOMpsI/AAAAAAAAEFs/sNysoneQBu0/s1600-h/DSC08262_5203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3SjfOMpsI/AAAAAAAAEFs/sNysoneQBu0/s400/DSC08262_5203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412713834287507138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arriving at Build a Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside we were having so much fun learning how we go about building a bear that I almost forgot I had my camera with me to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3Si-bYEbI/AAAAAAAAEFk/PdS8qA2nbo4/s1600-h/DSC08263_5204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3Si-bYEbI/AAAAAAAAEFk/PdS8qA2nbo4/s400/DSC08263_5204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412713825484411314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the heart ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3SicGMUKI/AAAAAAAAEFc/MGTbk19d2XE/s1600-h/DSC08264_5205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3SicGMUKI/AAAAAAAAEFc/MGTbk19d2XE/s400/DSC08264_5205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412713816268755106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enclosing "Papa Bear's" heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3PX5hhzmI/AAAAAAAAEFU/mjrUjpaQAEI/s1600-h/DSC08266_5207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3PX5hhzmI/AAAAAAAAEFU/mjrUjpaQAEI/s400/DSC08266_5207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412710336654593634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time for a fluff bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3PXilJEWI/AAAAAAAAEFM/4_S-C_v33m4/s1600-h/DSC08267_5208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3PXilJEWI/AAAAAAAAEFM/4_S-C_v33m4/s400/DSC08267_5208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412710330495734114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is that coming out of there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3PXHJ-y6I/AAAAAAAAEFE/9K7UlUrMq0c/s1600-h/DSC08269_5210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3PXHJ-y6I/AAAAAAAAEFE/9K7UlUrMq0c/s400/DSC08269_5210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412710323134057378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3PW252rsI/AAAAAAAAEE8/hGUzPFS7NFY/s1600-h/DSC08272_5213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3PW252rsI/AAAAAAAAEE8/hGUzPFS7NFY/s400/DSC08272_5213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412710318771449538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brush time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3PWZ0SPwI/AAAAAAAAEE0/SSz76UU3k30/s1600-h/DSC08276_5217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3PWZ0SPwI/AAAAAAAAEE0/SSz76UU3k30/s400/DSC08276_5217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412710310963461890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm... what should Papa Bear wear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3J-pd2VtI/AAAAAAAAED8/uU-Fbx0J58o/s1600-h/DSC08279_5220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3J-pd2VtI/AAAAAAAAED8/uU-Fbx0J58o/s400/DSC08279_5220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412704405289326290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time to get dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3J-TlkzcI/AAAAAAAAED0/rcwdlRI38uw/s1600-h/DSC08281_5222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3J-TlkzcI/AAAAAAAAED0/rcwdlRI38uw/s400/DSC08281_5222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412704399416151490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabi had trouble getting the underwear on the bear. So, I sat down the camera to help. Gabi quickly picked it up and took a picture of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3J95iiyLI/AAAAAAAAEDs/5C0lXAqXSSA/s1600-h/DSC08287_5228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3J95iiyLI/AAAAAAAAEDs/5C0lXAqXSSA/s400/DSC08287_5228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412704392424114354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3J9rDGKvI/AAAAAAAAEDk/n2XmdLX3Zuk/s1600-h/DSC08291_5232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3J9rDGKvI/AAAAAAAAEDk/n2XmdLX3Zuk/s400/DSC08291_5232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412704388534119154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How cool is my Papa Bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3J9RQmnsI/AAAAAAAAEDc/p-9VJ3XRX7U/s1600-h/DSC08292_5233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3J9RQmnsI/AAAAAAAAEDc/p-9VJ3XRX7U/s400/DSC08292_5233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412704381611450050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Papa Bear? Are you in there?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-7164071087667331629?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/12/build-bear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sx3SjfOMpsI/AAAAAAAAEFs/sNysoneQBu0/s72-c/DSC08262_5203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-4656115127855267208</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 03:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-14T22:42:38.897-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Videos</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><title>My Little Sportacus</title><description>Preston loves wearing his Sportacus costume and dancing to Lazytown when its on. He's so cute and really gets into the motions and mannerisms of Sportacus. Here is one video I took. Of course he usually stops doing most of the stuff every time I pull out my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ph9FKvcxSo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ph9FKvcxSo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-4656115127855267208?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/12/my-little-sportacus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-2731452092742646523</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 14:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-04T09:52:56.765-05:00</atom:updated><title>Not Quiting</title><description>Funny how time slips away so quickly! I can't believe I have gone over a month without so much as an update on this blog! Of course, I can blame it on being sick with bronchitis again or my back that put me out for almost a week or that Ryan's laptop is broke and he's using mine or that Preston uses the computer more than anyone else in this house or Gabi who I find on it when I wake up every morning! Oh I could go on and on, but truth is, I just got lazy about it! And now, my laptop is about to bite the dust, too! I haven't quit though! I love blogging! I love having the memories to look back to! I love having that timeline to help refresh my failing memory. So, next week, look for a long overdue post! And I also hope to visit some of my bloggy friends too that I haven't seen in awhile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-2731452092742646523?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/12/not-quiting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-7559373370505586528</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 15:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T10:23:43.547-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Raving about Ryan</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blessings</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Videos</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Birthdays</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi videos</category><title>Holy Double Digits, Batman!</title><description>Today is a very special day! It's not just the day after Halloween. It's not just the beginning of November. It's not just All Saints Day. It's not even just Gabi's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's Gabi's 10th birthday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She's entered the double digits! There is no turning back, but we can reminisce to those earlier days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Birthday to Mommy's precious girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2fSn-PqQI/AAAAAAAAECo/1HDqmRn8N-Q/s1600-h/Scan10023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2fSn-PqQI/AAAAAAAAECo/1HDqmRn8N-Q/s400/Scan10023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399146670603610370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabi sang Happy Birthday to herself this morning only she was still calling herself Stephanie (from Lazy Town) because that's what she was for Halloween:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SSuzw9v6K98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SSuzw9v6K98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're headed to &lt;a href="http://www.buildabear.com/"&gt;Build-a-Bear&lt;/a&gt; today to celebrate!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how about a little bit of yesterday's fun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2g3zhtbdI/AAAAAAAAECw/xwNVbGLksgg/s1600-h/DSC08246_5180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2g3zhtbdI/AAAAAAAAECw/xwNVbGLksgg/s400/DSC08246_5180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399148408871939538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Gabi and Preston dressed as Stephanie and Sportacus from Lazy Town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ms. Elise for making Gabi's Stephanie dress! If it wasn't for you, she couldn't have been Stephanie since the costumes didn't come in her size. And you made it PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2g4GTwfDI/AAAAAAAAEC4/3h-DvDfYhSg/s1600-h/DSC08251_5185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2g4GTwfDI/AAAAAAAAEC4/3h-DvDfYhSg/s400/DSC08251_5185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399148413913693234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2g5jyZeOI/AAAAAAAAEDA/AnpQ8ahhC48/s1600-h/DSC08253_5187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2g5jyZeOI/AAAAAAAAEDA/AnpQ8ahhC48/s400/DSC08253_5187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399148439006705890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2g5xZctAI/AAAAAAAAEDI/PAic89-gmh0/s1600-h/DSC08258_5192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2g5xZctAI/AAAAAAAAEDI/PAic89-gmh0/s400/DSC08258_5192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399148442660156418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trick or Treating was a bit chilly so we had to wear jackets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2g6KFhqdI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/HladyXONALs/s1600-h/DSC08257_5191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2g6KFhqdI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/HladyXONALs/s400/DSC08257_5191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399148449287481810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston was thrilled with the Halloween decorations with motion sensors in this lady's yard.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-7559373370505586528?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/11/holy-double-digits-batman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Su2fSn-PqQI/AAAAAAAAECo/1HDqmRn8N-Q/s72-c/Scan10023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-3607942266175151497</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 02:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T22:11:55.198-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Charitable Organizations</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Raving about Ryan</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Anthony's Adventures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Buddy Walk</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Chronicling Christopher</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Down Syndrome Awareness</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi videos</category><title>2009 Capabilities Walk &amp; Talent Show (formerly called the Buddy Walk) benefiting Down syndrome</title><description>We had fun at our walk this year. Thanks to all who were able to contribute and/or come out to help raise awareness for Down syndrome. Here are some pics and video from our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOlkt0xUsI/AAAAAAAAEBA/tCdv-KjSPUE/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOlkt0xUsI/AAAAAAAAEBA/tCdv-KjSPUE/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396338828714791618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As soon as Flash The Firedog walked up, Gabi immediately said, "Hi Anthony!" Yep! Her brother Anthony was inside, but not sure how she knew it unless she used the process of elimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOlk510GxI/AAAAAAAAEBI/g451fhF5ERw/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOlk510GxI/AAAAAAAAEBI/g451fhF5ERw/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396338831940393746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabi was thrilled to see Shrek &amp;amp; Fiona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOllcAN9FI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/6S3JDWv-X3s/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOllcAN9FI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/6S3JDWv-X3s/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396338841110836306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing with Buddy the dog and Elmo&lt;br /&gt;(who was working with American Red Cross at this event.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOllskZXRI/AAAAAAAAEBY/zjE1ee7Ji2M/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOllskZXRI/AAAAAAAAEBY/zjE1ee7Ji2M/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396338845557546258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh oh! DOG FIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOll1DibXI/AAAAAAAAEBg/kOnuZtJKXWY/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOll1DibXI/AAAAAAAAEBg/kOnuZtJKXWY/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396338847835647346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christopher and Ryan waiting to help teach families about fire safety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOpTiZ40yI/AAAAAAAAEBo/KaTMTBK3Nws/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOpTiZ40yI/AAAAAAAAEBo/KaTMTBK3Nws/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396342931637981986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Preston loved seeing "Spiner-nan" (Spiderman)&lt;br /&gt;and even showed him his "Spiner-nan" shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOpTwI72rI/AAAAAAAAEBw/0O4eI5ZwKPo/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOpTwI72rI/AAAAAAAAEBw/0O4eI5ZwKPo/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396342935324973746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Starting out the door for the walk. Cool temps and light sprinkle at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOpUcolycI/AAAAAAAAEB4/oEU9NjKUX-E/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOpUcolycI/AAAAAAAAEB4/oEU9NjKUX-E/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396342947268905410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the walk: Ms. Elise (Gabi's teacher) and Gabi in front, our niece, Jordan and her boyfriend in the back left side and Kami (Christopher and Anthony's mom) to the back left. We turned back right after this as it began to rain a little harder. No use risking illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOpUiyVw-I/AAAAAAAAECA/43C6absl1Fo/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOpUiyVw-I/AAAAAAAAECA/43C6absl1Fo/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396342948920411106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken just  before the kids from the Speech/Music&lt;br /&gt;Therapy class began their performance for the talent show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos of both performances:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EVHeeWCL6ZM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EVHeeWCL6ZM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video below cracked me up! I had trouble keeping&lt;br /&gt;the camera still because I was laughing so hard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/anK378jVPVE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/anK378jVPVE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOpU55KF_I/AAAAAAAAECI/62eTtJ6M7Ns/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOpU55KF_I/AAAAAAAAECI/62eTtJ6M7Ns/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396342955123021810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing with Mark after his Elvis performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOsw_z3nII/AAAAAAAAECg/0tHegeHarV8/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOsw_z3nII/AAAAAAAAECg/0tHegeHarV8/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396346736282672258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabi getting her participation award for the talent show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOswTV15YI/AAAAAAAAECY/2CPKisEKckk/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOswTV15YI/AAAAAAAAECY/2CPKisEKckk/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396346724345570690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And receiving her participation medallion also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOswKZms0I/AAAAAAAAECQ/Y3gFqc6g_wA/s1600-h/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOswKZms0I/AAAAAAAAECQ/Y3gFqc6g_wA/s400/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396346721945432898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Showing off her goodies at the end of the festivities.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-3607942266175151497?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/10/2009-capabilities-walk-talent-show.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SuOlkt0xUsI/AAAAAAAAEBA/tCdv-KjSPUE/s72-c/Capabilities+Walk+Oct242009_5145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-4761910017706250731</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 01:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T21:54:45.958-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Journaling Jeremy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Charitable Organizations</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Raving about Ryan</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Buddy Walk</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Videos</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><title>Does MENSA Need a New Member?</title><description>I am finding it harder and harder to get anytime at all on the computer lately. Preston has become a computer junkie and a computer whiz, but we will get to that in a second. If it weren't for being able to get on Facebook and Twitter via my iPhone, I'd have no updates at all. I just wish Blogger would come up with an app that would be easy enough to post to this blog via iPhone. So, if your looking for more frequent updates, you'll have to add me on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/gabisworld"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/gabisworld"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday is our local walk to benefit Down syndrome. And like a true procrastinator, I just completed Gabi's poster that will be displayed at the walk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/St0RSC0Ak-I/AAAAAAAAEA4/ZiUtWGtryfE/s1600-h/gabi+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/St0RSC0Ak-I/AAAAAAAAEA4/ZiUtWGtryfE/s400/gabi+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394486930350052322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;click image to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the walk is over, I will display it on Gabi's closet door. She loves to look at pictures. So this should keep her entertained for quite a while. Check out &lt;a href="http://firstgiving.com/gabisworld"&gt;our fundraising page&lt;/a&gt; if you are interested in donating to our local Down syndrome association.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the computer whiz... Today, Preston wanted to go on YouTube to watch Lazytown videos, only he changed his mind as soon as I got onto the site. He decided he wanted to watch, "Preston." Naturally, I thought maybe he was talking about the videos of him and Gabi in the pool this summer. So, I logged into my YouTube account and discovered that a certain 2 yr old has not only been creating videos on YouTube, but publishing them as well under my account. No one has showed him how to do this. He just figured it out on his own. There were like 10 different videos on there that Preston did. So, of course, I posted some here for you to see just what he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRn9sf7QVJ4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRn9sf7QVJ4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e859Kf6OMKg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e859Kf6OMKg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston shows off his dance moves while Gabi&lt;br /&gt;waves a Wii-mote cover in front of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who has the number to MENSA?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-4761910017706250731?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/10/does-mensa-need-new-member.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/St0RSC0Ak-I/AAAAAAAAEA4/ZiUtWGtryfE/s72-c/gabi+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-7295920583241282247</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 22:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-11T18:53:10.998-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Brag-time</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Charitable Organizations</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blessings</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Videos</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Teaching Gabi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi videos</category><title>Gabi Goes Bowling!</title><description>I got an email this week informing me that our local Down syndrome association was going to start a bowling league. Usually we aren't able to go to a lot of the events because of me working nights every weekend. This time was different. It was going to be held on a Sunday! While the time meant I would only get 2 hours of sleep, it was worth it to see Gabi's excitement as she bowled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJeUsJcsOI/AAAAAAAAEAI/DSSZwfYHcG4/s1600-h/DSC08074_5025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJeUsJcsOI/AAAAAAAAEAI/DSSZwfYHcG4/s400/DSC08074_5025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391475413457088738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the nervous fingers behind her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJeUS5Z3yI/AAAAAAAAEAA/voO27-sJ5W0/s1600-h/DSC08073_5024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJeUS5Z3yI/AAAAAAAAEAA/voO27-sJ5W0/s400/DSC08073_5024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391475406678908706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She becomes airborne celebrating knocking down some pins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJeWDcGfFI/AAAAAAAAEAg/PQpdwm7ebK4/s1600-h/DSC08091_5039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJeWDcGfFI/AAAAAAAAEAg/PQpdwm7ebK4/s400/DSC08091_5039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391475436889209938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was great a rooting on the whole team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJeVk5JmpI/AAAAAAAAEAY/4gWWnMzUVwQ/s1600-h/DSC08090_5038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJeVk5JmpI/AAAAAAAAEAY/4gWWnMzUVwQ/s400/DSC08090_5038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391475428689549970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite part of the day was when Gabi said to me,&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, that says, 'Way to go!'" She actually read the board!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJeVM5LgWI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/IqVb0Xo59SQ/s1600-h/DSC08089_5037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJeVM5LgWI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/IqVb0Xo59SQ/s400/DSC08089_5037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391475422247223650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Gabi never got a strike at least she got a spare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJfBca7NlI/AAAAAAAAEAo/o5p5CagrBaw/s1600-h/DSC08093_5041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJfBca7NlI/AAAAAAAAEAo/o5p5CagrBaw/s400/DSC08093_5041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391476182329538130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that bowler's form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJfCEys7cI/AAAAAAAAEAw/Qry7ltnS57I/s1600-h/DSC08110_5058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJfCEys7cI/AAAAAAAAEAw/Qry7ltnS57I/s400/DSC08110_5058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391476193166683586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And look who won Game 3!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="525" height="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/URyF2uQwZ4M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/URyF2uQwZ4M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="525" height="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-7295920583241282247?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=884990074ade8f3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4s' length='0'/><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/10/gabi-goes-bowling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/StJeUsJcsOI/AAAAAAAAEAI/DSSZwfYHcG4/s72-c/DSC08074_5025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-5295643319802080023</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T00:23:52.517-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Raving about Ryan</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Special Exposure Wednesday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Special Exposure Wednesday ~ Terrible Twos</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesforspecialneeds.com/9/welcome-to-special-exposure-wednesday/"&gt;&lt;img alt="5 Minutes for Special Needs" src="http://www.5minutesforspecialneeds.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/sew_winner150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston has a very serious case of the terrible twos! This kid is NONSTOP!! Yikes! I know it's a cliche' but I really, REALLY wish I could bottle his energy! Of course, last week, he did cause a &lt;a href="http://www.gabis-world.com/2009/09/dont-make-him-talk-to-daddy.html"&gt;plumbing mishap&lt;/a&gt; (which is totally worth reading... it's short and funny at our expense!) Real quick, I'll give you the update regarding that. Daddy removed the toilet gagging and puking the whole time with Preston standing in the doorway saying "Daddy wud you dewwing?" Then, Anthony, comes around the corner asking, "Dad, what are you doing?" To which Preston decided to answer for him by saying, "He doing (insert wretching sounds)!" It was hilarious! But a moment later, I heard Preston exclaim, "Daddy! You founda da phone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so back to today! Preston's halloween costume came in a couple weeks back and I tried it on him today. Preston immediately transformed into Sportacus in looks, but less in acrobatic skills although he did try:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SsLZQw5giSI/AAAAAAAAD_4/Nzbp2Hlf5H4/s1600-h/32986928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SsLZQw5giSI/AAAAAAAAD_4/Nzbp2Hlf5H4/s400/32986928.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387106986315778338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it was bound to happen and little Sportacus eventually fell flat on his face and bloodied his little nose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SsLZQRuab5I/AAAAAAAAD_w/ftejr10-U1A/s1600-h/32986924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SsLZQRuab5I/AAAAAAAAD_w/ftejr10-U1A/s400/32986924.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387106977947742098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that still didn't stop him. After a good cry and a wiping of his nose he was back to his acrobatic stunts. Only a couple hours later, now out of costume, Preston tried his hand at artistry while Mommy went potty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SsLZQOvIXTI/AAAAAAAAD_o/bJ-I1LBicBE/s1600-h/33012660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SsLZQOvIXTI/AAAAAAAAD_o/bJ-I1LBicBE/s400/33012660.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387106977145445682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Did I mention there is a toddler for sale real cheap?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-5295643319802080023?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/09/special-exposure-wednesday-terrible.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SsLZQw5giSI/AAAAAAAAD_4/Nzbp2Hlf5H4/s72-c/32986928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-2898293254067577441</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T23:15:49.965-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Humor</category><title>Don't Make Him Talk To Daddy!</title><description>Today, Preston was playing with a toy cell phone and wanted me play with him. I was busy, but took the phone anyhow and pretended to talk to Daddy on the other end. I handed the phone over and said "Here Daddy wants to talk to you!" He grabbed the phone and responded with "I no wanna talka ta daddy" and ran in the other room. He came back a moment later empty handed and grabbed a page from Gabi's scrapbook and one of Gabi's socks and ran back. I heard a flush and ran to the bathroom to see the page and sock stuck in the toilet! I grabbed them out quickly thinking I saved the day! Only Preston looks at me and then looked into the toilet and said, "Where da phone? Phoooonnnee? Where are youuu?" and shrugged his shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... Are you thinking the phone is where I am thinking the phone is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and our toilet is clogged!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-2898293254067577441?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/09/dont-make-him-talk-to-daddy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-4009494721562454441</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 02:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T22:38:03.789-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Brag-time</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blessings</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Teaching Gabi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><title>Getting It</title><description>I wrote a letter to Gabi's teacher tonight that I thought I would share with all of you. First let me give you a little background information that will help you to understand some of the content. Our household has been sick the last couple weeks. Everyone but me has been majorly sick (Preston was the worst.) Gabi has a communication paper sent back and forth to school for her teacher and I to keep communication about pertinent information regarding anything going on with her. Today's message from her teacher said, "She had a rocky start with hitting Ms. Carrie. She settled down and was great."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanted to tell you about Gabi, but it was too long to put on the communication paper. We went back to Awana tonight after being off for 2 weeks with sicknesses. I spoke to her prior to going because her Smilemaker (aide for those with special needs) mentioned last time we were there that she wasn't trying to participate and was wanting to go off on her own to play. I just reminded her that she needed to listen and she needed to do work too. I noticed that her Smilemaker wasn't there and it was already time for class to start. The Awana teacher seemed comfortable enough with Gabi so I left her in class and went to take Preston to his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Preston totally flipped out screaming, crying and clinching my neck with a death grip. I tried to stay in the class with him until he calmed, but it was obvious that he was making it worse for the others in the class. I went ahead and took him back out to the lobby where he calmed down. Once calmed he was wrecking havoc all over the place and even ran out the door, through the parking lot, and to the van once. I was very tempted to just pull Gabi out of Awana and all go home. It was a waste of a night anyhow, right? Preston didn't make it to his class, I wasn't going to make it to worship or my class, and Gabi's smilemaker wasn't there! I figured I'd probably be doing her teacher a favor by pulling her out. Preston ran up to her class once, but they were out of the room. I decided to just wait it out with Preston until Gabi's class returned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gabi's class didn't return until pick up time. They were in Kid's Church. I seen Gabi in line coming down the hall with her class and knowing in my head that the moment she spotted me she was gonna dash out of line straight for me like she always does. I noticed when her eyes met me and I just held up my hand to let her know not to run. You could see she wanted to but resisted the urge and continued to walk in line back into her class. Once her teacher finished counting all of the kids and all were accounted for, he turned to me and said, "Gabi had a wonderful day! Her smilemaker wasn't here, but she participated well, played games with the class and even won the first game!" I was so happy that she did so well especially since I underestimated her. I gave her a hug and told her how proud I was of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We began to walk out and I could tell that Preston was gonna make a mad dash for the parking lot again. So, I swooped him up and carried him out. This made him mad, and he started kicking, screaming, biting, scratching and pinching! I was thoroughly embarrassed by his behavior. I offered to let him down if he held my hand, but he just kept saying, "I no wanna hold your hand!" I knew he wouldn't anyhow. The screaming fit continued all the way to the van, while I buckled him and all the way home! Yes he's feeling much better now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyhow, I tell you this because even a minute of Preston doing this sends Gabi into meltdown mode! She walked calmly to the van, got in, put her seat belt on and resisted any inkling of meltdown until we were about 3/4 of the way home. She let out a little scream which I quickly addressed with, "Gabi you have been a very good girl and Preston is not being very good." She stopped and continued to hold her composure the rest of the way home. Once I got Preston to bed, I came back to Gabi's room to get her to bed. I held her and told her again how proud I was and how happy she made me. She said, "Mommy's happy, but Carrie's angry." I asked, "Is it because you hit Ms. Carrie today?" She nodded. "Don't hit anymore, and make sure you tell Ms. Carrie you are sorry, okay?" She nodded again. I was surprised that she even remembered it or mentioned it. I hadn't even talked to her about it yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's growing up, and she's actually "getting it!" I remember the days when I would ask with great frustration, "When is she gonna just 'get it?'" Some days, I wondered if it would ever happen. I just thought I'd share this with you because of the progress she is showing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most moms and dads of a child with Special Needs know what I mean about "getting it." I have heard many parents in frustration wonder if their child will ever "get it." The best way to describe it to others who may not understand "getting it" is like an understanding, the ability to connect the pieces, being able to understand the cause and effect or even a negotiation or reasoning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-4009494721562454441?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/09/getting-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-8284519449048008841</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 11:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-17T07:06:05.450-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nana and Papa</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Journaling Jeremy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Raving about Ryan</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Anthony's Adventures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Chronicling Christopher</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><title>Holiday Road ~ Orlando Part 2</title><description>Yikes! Totally didn't mean to let so much time pass before posting more about our vacation this summer, but life happens! If you missed the first post of our vacation, you can find that &lt;a href="http://www.gabis-world.com/2009/08/holiday-road-orlando-part-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. So here we go with the rest of our time in Orlando:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2 in Orlando we headed to Islands of Adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitching a ride on big brother's shoulders, Preston and Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;entered the park along with the rest of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBDoDwX-SI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/1XXdk1nLQ0A/s1600-h/IMG_0596_4208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBDoDwX-SI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/1XXdk1nLQ0A/s400/IMG_0596_4208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368365111307663650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for some friends, I took the opportunity to make one&lt;br /&gt;of my many Twitter/Facebook updates of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBDomL0LWI/AAAAAAAAD5g/a9WR1dbkSLY/s1600-h/DSCN0194_3325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBDomL0LWI/AAAAAAAAD5g/a9WR1dbkSLY/s400/DSCN0194_3325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368365120549563746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and Gabi pose for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBDo2-dfGI/AAAAAAAAD5o/JRoIMZRQ_sk/s1600-h/DSCN0213_3345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBDo2-dfGI/AAAAAAAAD5o/JRoIMZRQ_sk/s400/DSCN0213_3345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368365125056953442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband's best friend from High School (also named Jeremy),&lt;br /&gt;his wife, Melanie and their children were with us at the park. And&lt;br /&gt;no we didn't plan for the girls to wear purple and the guys to wear&lt;br /&gt;blueish/green tops... it just happened that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBDpMj-dTI/AAAAAAAAD5w/zeqskXNM_98/s1600-h/DSCN0221_3354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBDpMj-dTI/AAAAAAAAD5w/zeqskXNM_98/s400/DSCN0221_3354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368365130851448114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabi giving a playful pose with one of the shows performers.&lt;br /&gt;This guy was totally in love with Gabi and her enthusiasm to join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBDpWfBgLI/AAAAAAAAD54/OncD7F-oAdo/s1600-h/DSCN0222_3355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBDpWfBgLI/AAAAAAAAD54/OncD7F-oAdo/s400/DSCN0222_3355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368365133515030706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get a good picture of Gabi with Thing 1 and Thing 2,&lt;br /&gt;but they were being the menaces they are and wouldn't stop&lt;br /&gt;tickling her! You can't see their grubby little paws, but trust&lt;br /&gt;me they both were tickling her sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBF7mFiNlI/AAAAAAAAD6A/q6J4di0dI0A/s1600-h/DSCN0225_3358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBF7mFiNlI/AAAAAAAAD6A/q6J4di0dI0A/s400/DSCN0225_3358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368367645963990610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture of what my husband calls the best&lt;br /&gt;rollercoaster ride ever... The Hulk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBF7_-z7-I/AAAAAAAAD6I/4fKiq5p4ZIo/s1600-h/DSCN0237_3371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBF7_-z7-I/AAAAAAAAD6I/4fKiq5p4ZIo/s400/DSCN0237_3371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368367652915113954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3, we spent at Downtown Disney MarketPlace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we stopped for lunch at a prehistoric-themed restaurant&lt;br /&gt;called T-Rex. I had to literally drag Gabi through the door.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because a life size T-Rex that was greeting us at the door.&lt;br /&gt;It also moved and made sounds as well. It's hard to convince&lt;br /&gt;her that it's not real when it certainly looks real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBF8Ao-JVI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/0yxaBN3RFzM/s1600-h/IMG_0616_4149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBF8Ao-JVI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/0yxaBN3RFzM/s400/IMG_0616_4149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368367653091943762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were seated under the ice caves which were changing colors&lt;br /&gt;from blue to red all of the time. It was certainly beautiful as&lt;br /&gt;you can see. And the food was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBF8q41p8I/AAAAAAAAD6Y/WaQaIA9YBPA/s1600-h/IMG_0617_4150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBF8q41p8I/AAAAAAAAD6Y/WaQaIA9YBPA/s400/IMG_0617_4150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368367664432785346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBF8zFKYCI/AAAAAAAAD6g/P92AXrZ1oLs/s1600-h/IMG_0618_4151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBF8zFKYCI/AAAAAAAAD6g/P92AXrZ1oLs/s400/IMG_0618_4151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368367666631958562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite pictures of our vacation was this one taken&lt;br /&gt;of me and my husband at the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBNYCH5SYI/AAAAAAAAD6o/fBzQN2UbZuU/s1600-h/DSCN0253_3388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBNYCH5SYI/AAAAAAAAD6o/fBzQN2UbZuU/s400/DSCN0253_3388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368375831107815810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Nana and Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBNYRIA96I/AAAAAAAAD6w/u9l6pUPdZ9M/s1600-h/DSCN0254_3389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBNYRIA96I/AAAAAAAAD6w/u9l6pUPdZ9M/s400/DSCN0254_3389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368375835134850978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Gabi and Nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBNYnsQkNI/AAAAAAAAD64/UuQqYDTXCrY/s1600-h/DSCN0256_3391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBNYnsQkNI/AAAAAAAAD64/UuQqYDTXCrY/s400/DSCN0256_3391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368375841192448210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony and Christopher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBNZGuN8AI/AAAAAAAAD7A/-fN7B88eHiE/s1600-h/DSCN0257_3392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBNZGuN8AI/AAAAAAAAD7A/-fN7B88eHiE/s400/DSCN0257_3392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368375849522163714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we traveled around Downtown Disney and were&lt;br /&gt;amazed by the Lego sculptures. This one is of a Loch Ness type&lt;br /&gt;of monster in the water. All made of Legos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBNZfe7MiI/AAAAAAAAD7I/8wkqGY0mEgw/s1600-h/DSCN0282_3051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBNZfe7MiI/AAAAAAAAD7I/8wkqGY0mEgw/s400/DSCN0282_3051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368375856168907298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys checking out more of the Lego creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBQY_sI4oI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/tUkqtECLqGQ/s1600-h/DSCN0283_3052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBQY_sI4oI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/tUkqtECLqGQ/s400/DSCN0283_3052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368379146169279106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted Gabi to pose with the Lego tourist family, but she had&lt;br /&gt;other plans. She was a little moody and not quite wanting to&lt;br /&gt;cooperate. So I settled for the "Where's Gabi?" pose. If you haven't&lt;br /&gt;found her yet, she is directly behind the boy with the black&lt;br /&gt;shirt that is walking the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBQZq1McrI/AAAAAAAAD7g/bQeYA72QFFA/s1600-h/DSCN0287_3056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBQZq1McrI/AAAAAAAAD7g/bQeYA72QFFA/s400/DSCN0287_3056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368379157749985970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was happy to see the princesses, but still not eager to cooperate yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBQZQW6Y3I/AAAAAAAAD7Y/1vxyw9IiL58/s1600-h/DSCN0285_3054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBQZQW6Y3I/AAAAAAAAD7Y/1vxyw9IiL58/s400/DSCN0285_3054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368379150643651442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the second princess, we started to get a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBQaF1DouI/AAAAAAAAD7o/F-4TTG3CEtE/s1600-h/DSCN0290_3060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBQaF1DouI/AAAAAAAAD7o/F-4TTG3CEtE/s400/DSCN0290_3060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368379164997165794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went shopping. Preston was thrilled to find Nemo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBQaRyN8OI/AAAAAAAAD7w/uQL5huSGavI/s1600-h/DSCN0295_3065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBQaRyN8OI/AAAAAAAAD7w/uQL5huSGavI/s400/DSCN0295_3065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368379168206483682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Gabi we looked at dress-up outfits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBTjxuD3vI/AAAAAAAAD74/q1Cn16J2Z6U/s1600-h/IMG_0619_4152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBTjxuD3vI/AAAAAAAAD74/q1Cn16J2Z6U/s400/IMG_0619_4152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368382629932687090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dolls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBTkPLm3LI/AAAAAAAAD8A/ztq4cj8ci18/s1600-h/IMG_0620_4153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBTkPLm3LI/AAAAAAAAD8A/ztq4cj8ci18/s400/IMG_0620_4153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368382637841243314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even funny headbands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBTkdLPGZI/AAAAAAAAD8I/aag0MZSXRSg/s1600-h/DSCN0293_3063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBTkdLPGZI/AAAAAAAAD8I/aag0MZSXRSg/s400/DSCN0293_3063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368382641597782418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But we finally settled on a talking Nemo for Preston and A talking&lt;br /&gt;Dori and colorful bracelet for Gabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we found Buzz Lightyear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBTk-zkJSI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/mHxw99i3bpQ/s1600-h/IMG_0630_4160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBTk-zkJSI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/mHxw99i3bpQ/s400/IMG_0630_4160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368382650625303842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Mr. Potato Head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBTlCYRfoI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/CV0OLKiiUV0/s1600-h/IMG_0632_4162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBTlCYRfoI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/CV0OLKiiUV0/s400/IMG_0632_4162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368382651584577154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally the highlight of the day was when the little ones went&lt;br /&gt;to play in the dancing fountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGC_2ecgNI/AAAAAAAAD90/X1Fu5_R-fVk/s1600-h/IMG_0653_4183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGC_2ecgNI/AAAAAAAAD90/X1Fu5_R-fVk/s400/IMG_0653_4183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382227063151034578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved watching them play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGDBnVbHRI/AAAAAAAAD-U/HkosrwR-JW4/s1600-h/DSCN0310_3081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGDBnVbHRI/AAAAAAAAD-U/HkosrwR-JW4/s400/DSCN0310_3081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382227093446401298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Preston flirted with the girls. Here he was showing off his&lt;br /&gt;water catching moves to this little girl who was totally thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGEGGcxCUI/AAAAAAAAD-c/0W0GL0dnboE/s1600-h/DSCN0350_3123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGEGGcxCUI/AAAAAAAAD-c/0W0GL0dnboE/s400/DSCN0350_3123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382228270029801794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we had dinner at Old Town. There we met up with&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy's Mima, Papi, and Titi Jennie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGDAJmIrmI/AAAAAAAAD98/V6X42ftn33w/s1600-h/IMG_0662_4192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGDAJmIrmI/AAAAAAAAD98/V6X42ftn33w/s400/IMG_0662_4192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382227068283563618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4, we went to Universal Studios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGEGtSiqjI/AAAAAAAAD-k/ROPqebSx7_Q/s1600-h/DSCN0355_3053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGEGtSiqjI/AAAAAAAAD-k/ROPqebSx7_Q/s400/DSCN0355_3053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382228280455899698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and I and our 5 kids and Nana in front of the Universal Globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGEHIG41wI/AAAAAAAAD-s/SGwtHHs0ZSo/s1600-h/DSCN0357_3130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGEHIG41wI/AAAAAAAAD-s/SGwtHHs0ZSo/s400/DSCN0357_3130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382228287654778626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day, we decided to let the boys (minus Preston) go off on&lt;br /&gt;their own while the rest of us went to enjoy the stuff that the&lt;br /&gt;younger ones would enjoy more. So we went to see Donkey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGEHqCkBFI/AAAAAAAAD-0/2LMNqyPq1Ak/s1600-h/DSCN0358_3131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGEHqCkBFI/AAAAAAAAD-0/2LMNqyPq1Ak/s400/DSCN0358_3131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382228296763442258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Shrek and Fiona...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGEH50pcqI/AAAAAAAAD-8/jUoEAm_MXsU/s1600-h/DSCN0359_3132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGEH50pcqI/AAAAAAAAD-8/jUoEAm_MXsU/s400/DSCN0359_3132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382228301000045218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before we left, Gabi gave Shrek a kiss on the cheek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited in line to see the lion and penguins from Madagascar.&lt;br /&gt;And the kids were so thrilled by their presence that they wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;even turn around to pose for a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGTYiBIGeI/AAAAAAAAD_E/7tb29y50G7M/s1600-h/DSCN0360_3133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGTYiBIGeI/AAAAAAAAD_E/7tb29y50G7M/s400/DSCN0360_3133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382245079342127586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGDAs4GOCI/AAAAAAAAD-E/YxbxtzXWMJw/s1600-h/IMG_0675_4142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGDAs4GOCI/AAAAAAAAD-E/YxbxtzXWMJw/s400/IMG_0675_4142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382227077754140706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However we did get a pose with SpongeBob Squarepants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGDA55as_I/AAAAAAAAD-M/gDOuQGjeXMw/s1600-h/IMG_0677_4144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGDA55as_I/AAAAAAAAD-M/gDOuQGjeXMw/s400/IMG_0677_4144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382227081249338354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water play in the hot Florida sun is a necessity if you want to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGTZOZ2I4I/AAAAAAAAD_M/7rxUjXxxCKc/s1600-h/DSCN0372_3145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGTZOZ2I4I/AAAAAAAAD_M/7rxUjXxxCKc/s400/DSCN0372_3145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382245091256968066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGTZrT6nZI/AAAAAAAAD_U/xEeRsbjKE9Y/s1600-h/DSCN0375_3148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGTZrT6nZI/AAAAAAAAD_U/xEeRsbjKE9Y/s400/DSCN0375_3148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382245099016723858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5, we packed (or crammed) up the van (with all 8 of us)&lt;br /&gt;and headed south to my hometown of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cityofhomestead.com/"&gt;Homestead, Florida&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGTZyZcgYI/AAAAAAAAD_c/3oa7_pVqbFw/s1600-h/IMG_0683_4125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SrGTZyZcgYI/AAAAAAAAD_c/3oa7_pVqbFw/s400/IMG_0683_4125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382245100918964610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Holiday Road to come...&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-8284519449048008841?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/09/holiday-road-orlando-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SoBDoDwX-SI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/1XXdk1nLQ0A/s72-c/IMG_0596_4208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-8813159473523800726</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 03:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-07T23:32:05.157-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Raving about Ryan</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Humor</category><title>It's Time...</title><description>&lt;center&gt;It's time to retire the cute little phrase at the bottom of this onsie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/R84efC92PiI/AAAAAAAABOs/xJxzPM3OvY4/s1600-h/03+03+08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/R84efC92PiI/AAAAAAAABOs/xJxzPM3OvY4/s400/03+03+08+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174106540616334882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to buy the proper equipment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SqXJdtJAxnI/AAAAAAAAD9s/chRCPVgkhiM/s1600-h/31JZE7CsAlL._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SqXJdtJAxnI/AAAAAAAAD9s/chRCPVgkhiM/s400/31JZE7CsAlL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378926842134709874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to pull out the big boy pants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/STYRJDOXjoI/AAAAAAAADaQ/QxrKNUpJbSQ/s1600-h/DSC06194_1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/STYRJDOXjoI/AAAAAAAADaQ/QxrKNUpJbSQ/s400/DSC06194_1471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275422860693180034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;POTTY TRAINING BOOT CAMP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's also time to end the 10 years of diaper changing. Gabi was finally fully potty trained at 6 1/2 years old... just a few months before Preston was born. We are serious. Ryan and I have become determined. Hopefully, Preston is ready. Lately, he's been removing his soiled diaper as soon as he's done the deed, and he sits himself on the potty. It's so cute because as soon as he sits down, he makes grunting sounds, looks into the potty, shrugs his shoulders, and says, "It's not working."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love any wise words of wisdom anyone has for us to make this a successful transition!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-8813159473523800726?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/09/its-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/R84efC92PiI/AAAAAAAABOs/xJxzPM3OvY4/s72-c/03+03+08+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-841847819032421081</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 03:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-02T11:08:13.057-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Just For Fun</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Journaling Jeremy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Special Exposure Wednesday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Wordless Wednesday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Humor</category><title>Special Exposure Wednesday ~ Halloween Planning</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesforspecialneeds.com/9/welcome-to-special-exposure-wednesday/"&gt;&lt;img alt="5 Minutes for Special Needs" src="http://www.5minutesforspecialneeds.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/sew_winner150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching Gabi and Preston lately when they watch &lt;a href="http://www.lazytown.com/Default.aspx"&gt;LazyTown&lt;/a&gt; and realized that the characters in it would be perfect for Halloween costumes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Gabi will be Stephanie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sp3ZD3y3f7I/AAAAAAAAD9k/t2Cqx09uNxM/s1600-h/GabiStephanielazytown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sp3ZD3y3f7I/AAAAAAAAD9k/t2Cqx09uNxM/s400/GabiStephanielazytown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376692190690377650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston will be Sportacus:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sp3ZDeQP1vI/AAAAAAAAD9c/yR8qu-KJw4k/s1600-h/PrestonSporticuslazytown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sp3ZDeQP1vI/AAAAAAAAD9c/yR8qu-KJw4k/s400/PrestonSporticuslazytown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376692183834285810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to get Jeremy to be Robbie Rotten, but he wasn't going for it. He said I would have to pay him $100 to do it. Suddenly today, that became $200 when he remembered that Robbie Rotten wears tight-like pants. This is what he would have looked like as Robbie Rotten:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sp3ZC-mWmsI/AAAAAAAAD9U/oTcg_WEmnDU/s1600-h/JeremyRobbierottonLazytown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sp3ZC-mWmsI/AAAAAAAAD9U/oTcg_WEmnDU/s400/JeremyRobbierottonLazytown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376692175337069250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I can't wait to see Preston in the Sportacus mustache. I think they will both be thrilled when they realize that is what I am planning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-841847819032421081?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/09/special-exposure-wednesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/Sp3ZD3y3f7I/AAAAAAAAD9k/t2Cqx09uNxM/s72-c/GabiStephanielazytown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-2879714981874986094</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 15:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-26T11:33:55.434-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Journaling Jeremy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Special Exposure Wednesday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabi pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Precious Preston</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Wordless Wednesday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gorgeous Gabi</category><title>It's Finally The 1st Day of School!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SpVU74m5pGI/AAAAAAAAD9M/-q2oQyGg3MA/s1600-h/Jeremy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SpVU74m5pGI/AAAAAAAAD9M/-q2oQyGg3MA/s400/Jeremy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374295118121116770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Jeremy, the 11th grader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SpVU7cByKDI/AAAAAAAAD9E/GCQo4ENmweg/s1600-h/Gabi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SpVU7cByKDI/AAAAAAAAD9E/GCQo4ENmweg/s400/Gabi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374295110449244210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabi, the 4th grader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SpVU7E7QgFI/AAAAAAAAD88/sItxLn07hzg/s1600-h/preston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SpVU7E7QgFI/AAAAAAAAD88/sItxLn07hzg/s400/preston.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374295104247857234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Preston, the disappointed one since&lt;br /&gt;his playmates all went to school.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-2879714981874986094?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/08/its-finally-1st-day-of-school.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rJxT275_XNM/SpVU74m5pGI/AAAAAAAAD9M/-q2oQyGg3MA/s72-c/Jeremy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-4297238696332974164</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 20:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-23T16:29:59.249-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nana and Papa</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Journaling Jeremy</category><title>Dad &amp; Jeremy Update</title><description>My dad was just discharged about an hour ago from the hospital. All of his tests have come back negative (except the cardiac enzymes). The cardiologist believes that the cardiac enzymes were a false positive. He said that since my dad has already had heart attacks and experienced some pretty violent vomiting that it can release some enzymes from the already damaged portion of his heart. They believe it to be this because the elevation was only slight. Thank you for your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jeremy is doing so well that he went to the movies with some friends today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-4297238696332974164?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/08/dad-jeremy-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8669376265059481357.post-332250223106541337</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 02:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-20T22:58:56.048-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nana and Papa</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Journaling Jeremy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Prayers</category><title>Jeremy's Surgery &amp; More Prayers Needed</title><description>Jeremy's oral surgery: I always hear that the younger you are having your wisdom teeth out, the easier it is. I am not so convinced anymore. I did far better than Jeremy did. When we first came home, he was right in the bathroom vomiting. I called the surgeon's office and asked if I could give him one of my Phenergan tablets that I had here for when my migraines make me nauseated. They said that would be fine. Thank God it was just a one time thing. Then the pain got worse and worse as the numbing wore off. It was tough watching my son in so much pain. The first pain medication he was on wasn't helping his pain at all. He was getting more and more apprehensive as the time went on. I called the surgeon's office again, and they switched his pain medication. He finally fell asleep and slept a few hours. I kept checking on him periodically. It's probably a habit from being a nurse. I would wake him and ask him if he was okay and make sure he wasn't over medicated. By 10 pm, he had significantly improved, and by this morning, he was even better than that. I resisted any picture taking and videoing, too! This morning he looks like a chipmunk. His pain is now tolerable, and his need for any pain medication is getting further and further apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Prayers: Tonight, my father is being admitted to hospital. He has been having nausea and vomiting for days and back pain. They ran blood work and found his cardiac enzymes were elevated. This means he had another heart attack. They are doing a cardiac characterization in the morning. Please keep him in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8669376265059481357-332250223106541337?l=www.gabisworld.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gabisworld.com/2009/08/jeremys-surgery-more-prayers-needed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon @ Gabi's World)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
