<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512</id><updated>2011-07-30T23:41:29.206-07:00</updated><category term='James'/><title type='text'>The Sings 'n' Things</title><subtitle type='html'>though miles divide us
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It makes me think of this verse &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own  doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may  boast."Ephesians 2:8-9 &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and reminds me that apart from Jesus I can do nothing.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a scoundrel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by nature&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;unworthy of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Adam my father—I was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sinner by choice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Cain my brother—I was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sinner by birth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Rahab the Harlot—I was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like David the King—I was an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;adulterer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;murderer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Jonah the prophet—I was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;runner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rebel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Peter the rock—I have &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;denied&lt;/strong&gt; my Lord&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Paul the Apostle—I am still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the worst sinner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead in the guilt of my sin…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bound&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the shroud of my disgrace…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the grave of my choices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sealed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the coffin of my hopelessness…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgotten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the despair of my helplessness…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dead in my sin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;—unable to respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;But God&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, through the deep love and mercy of His  compassion, for His own glory, granted repentance and faith in the  gospel of Christ. And by the sacrificial exchange of the Savior on the  cross…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been raised from the dead! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Like &lt;strong&gt;Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;—&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am righteous!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am transformed—from scoundrel to  saint, from prostitute to bride, from adultery to faithfulness, from  murderer to rescuer, from running to standing firm, from rebel to  obedient follower, from rejecting Christ to heralding the gospel, from  worst of sinner to best of example…undeserving of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is grace!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-7093852159926304451?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/7093852159926304451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/09/scoundrel-to-saint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7093852159926304451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7093852159926304451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/09/scoundrel-to-saint.html' title='Scoundrel to Saint'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3252968617651868298</id><published>2010-08-19T19:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:21:54.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Anniversary Story...and fun with Mr Potato Head parts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3uvp40TlI/AAAAAAAAIUg/8Hr24sJcTU8/s1600/Ry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3uvp40TlI/AAAAAAAAIUg/8Hr24sJcTU8/s400/Ry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507320421809409618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3t93Wuy6I/AAAAAAAAIUY/7qjoJUYXe4k/s1600/r%26a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Ryan and I have been married for 4 years! I was excited for the day when I woke up but since we are planning on celebrating tomorrow night I didn't really gear up for any substantial anniversary festivities at all. Little did I know.......that my husband had something else in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the scene: It's 7am and the kids were still tucked away in bed as I quietly begin to assemble Ryan's lunch when he says to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't have to make me a lunch today because.......I took the day off!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT??!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually cannot explain how much joy this gave me. A whole extra day with my love?! Are you kidding me, talk about speaking my love language.  But he didn't stop there. The next words out of his mouth were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And you have a hair appointment at 9am to get a cut and color."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAATTTTTT???!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be completely honest I haven't had my hair done since December and I have literally been dreaming about a few hours in that chair to recharge and feel feminine again. Thank you Mr. Singletary, you are seriously speaking my love language now.  If this wasn't enough he then comes at me with :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh and I'm off tomorrow too.!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my word. BEST ANNIVERSARY PRESENT EVER. The hair is nice icing on the cake but seriously, a four day weekend with my love. Oh man he's good....he even contacted a friend of mine and my sister who I had plans with today and let them in on the secret and canceled our date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off I went for many hours of girl talk with my new favorite stylist to be pampered and prettied (Not a real word but I'm going with it) while my sweet husband played with the kids all morning long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am a very happy, very blonde, girl who got a day of pampering and time with my guys that included a whole lot of silliness. Here are some shots from the night..... fun with Mr. Potato Head parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3xZhgrYGI/AAAAAAAAIU4/5YnKJSTl6LE/s1600/IMG_2950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3xZhgrYGI/AAAAAAAAIU4/5YnKJSTl6LE/s400/IMG_2950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507323340138438754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3xVWbp0pI/AAAAAAAAIUw/MN1B2cel5Sg/s1600/IMG_2947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3xVWbp0pI/AAAAAAAAIUw/MN1B2cel5Sg/s400/IMG_2947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507323268445098642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3xR5IWzqI/AAAAAAAAIUo/ZzGksMBvI4Q/s1600/IMG_2944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3xR5IWzqI/AAAAAAAAIUo/ZzGksMBvI4Q/s400/IMG_2944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507323209039924898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3xhBV-1QI/AAAAAAAAIVA/rbwUT0aTteM/s1600/IMG_2939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3xhBV-1QI/AAAAAAAAIVA/rbwUT0aTteM/s400/IMG_2939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507323468942595330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Will is standing up on everything this week! It's really cute, I swear he'll be walking tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3252968617651868298?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3252968617651868298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/08/anniversary-storyand-fun-with-mr-potato.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3252968617651868298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3252968617651868298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/08/anniversary-storyand-fun-with-mr-potato.html' title='An Anniversary Story...and fun with Mr Potato Head parts'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TG3uvp40TlI/AAAAAAAAIUg/8Hr24sJcTU8/s72-c/Ry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4902547487612101216</id><published>2010-08-18T15:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T15:05:53.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Papa</title><content type='html'>We love you so much Papa and are so thankful that you were born. Here's a little present for your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DDrLKcpH4jw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/DDrLKcpH4jw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/612993006001386512-4902547487612101216?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4902547487612101216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-papa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4902547487612101216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4902547487612101216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-papa.html' title='Happy Birthday Papa'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1507356204732302102</id><published>2010-08-05T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T20:40:39.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>Today has been a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will said Mama for the first time (!!!!!) and my day with the boys was just so, so joyful. I literally had to sing my praises to the Lord at one point today and stretch my arms up to the sky thanking Him for the life and the family that He's given me. I know that everything in my life is not my own doing but His and for that I am so very thankful. I can take no credit, it's all the Lord and it's all because of Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1507356204732302102?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1507356204732302102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/08/beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1507356204732302102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1507356204732302102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/08/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful Day'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8239286686801329821</id><published>2010-07-31T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T16:27:50.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile....</title><content type='html'>We have been crazy busy (mostly for good reasons) lately which means I have not had any time to post pictures or blog at all, sorry folks. So here are some pictures and a couple videos of what we've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100731?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TFStGTqKTEE/AAAAAAAAIQk/GPTsmcLzvgM/s160-c/20100731.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100731?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2010-07-31&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8239286686801329821?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8239286686801329821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8239286686801329821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8239286686801329821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile....'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TFStGTqKTEE/AAAAAAAAIQk/GPTsmcLzvgM/s72-c/20100731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-604784245234039830</id><published>2010-07-06T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T16:24:36.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly to Jesus</title><content type='html'>I posted a week or so ago about Joshua Harris' mom who was dying of cancer. I've followed his blog for some time now and have really loved his writing so in a strange way I feel connected to him and his family. I've prayed for his mom when he asked for prayer and smiled when I read of her faith in Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that to be said, on July 4th is seems that the Lord finally put an end to Sono Harris' life here on earth and brought her home. &lt;a href="http://www.joshharris.com/2010/07/sono_harris_is_with_jesus.php"&gt;Here's the pos&lt;/a&gt;t on Joshua Harris' blog with a beautiful picture of his mom included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was both sad and happy when I read this post and reminded of my Dad's death more than six years ago and a song that always brings me back to that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is called "Come to Jesus" and the version that I love is sung by Chris Rice. This song is basically about the life a Christian from beginning to end. The last bit of the song is just the words "Fly to Jesus" sung over and over and is speaking of the physical death of a believer. This song was played at the Easter church service I attended the week my dad passed and was such a gift from the Lord for me at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Sono Harris has flown to Jesus and although I am brokenhearted for her family I am tearfully overjoyed for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the song if you want something really beautiful to listen to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e_4g8_e16dc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e_4g8_e16dc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/612993006001386512-604784245234039830?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/604784245234039830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/07/fly-to-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/604784245234039830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/604784245234039830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/07/fly-to-jesus.html' title='Fly to Jesus'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8652028130401857545</id><published>2010-06-24T16:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T16:20:36.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Paid It All</title><content type='html'>I just read &lt;a href="http://www.joshharris.com/2010/06/update_on_sono_harris.php"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; on Joshua Harris' blog and am just so thankful for my savior. Please read of a beautiful woman (his Mom) dying with grace and comfort knowing that soon she will be with her savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When from my dying bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My ransomed soul shall rise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Jesus died my soul to save,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shall rend the vaulted skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when before the throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I stand in Him complete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ll lay my trophies down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All down at Jesus’ feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus paid it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All to Him I owe;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sin had left a crimson stain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He washed it white as snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8652028130401857545?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8652028130401857545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/jesus-paid-it-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8652028130401857545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8652028130401857545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/jesus-paid-it-all.html' title='Jesus Paid It All'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-523231919179132312</id><published>2010-06-21T20:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:35:29.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Things</title><content type='html'>Here are a few sweet things that have happened in the past week with my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) James actually saying "Happy Father's Day Daddy" to Ryan on Sunday. This was followed by a hug and a sweet smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Will has teeth! Two little teeth have pushed their way through on the bottom. So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Will claps! In the past week Will has started clapping, especially when I come into the room, so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Today James bit his tongue and asked me to kiss it. Although I was reluctant, I couldn't say no to his sweet face sticking out his tongue, so I gave him a quick kiss. After kissing his tongue he looked me right in the eyes and said "All better." A little gross but mostly sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-523231919179132312?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/523231919179132312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/523231919179132312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/523231919179132312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-thing.html' title='Sweet Things'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-544923459596953699</id><published>2010-06-20T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:46:31.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>Just read &lt;a href="http://sheepdogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day-gods-great-grace-in-being.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; beautiful Father's Day post and had to share.  Please read it and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-544923459596953699?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/544923459596953699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/544923459596953699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/544923459596953699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1780226593236353696</id><published>2010-06-16T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T06:57:53.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Father's Day Post</title><content type='html'>I heard this song on the radio the other day and I immediately felt that lump in my throat and tears well up in my eyes. This song made me think of my sweet husband and his God given role as the leader of our family. I love this song because it's actually a prayer coming from the heart of a husband and father, appealing to the heart of our Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rGE6Davndh0&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/rGE6Davndh0&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan is far from perfect as a husband and father but his desire is to lead us well. His desire is to love me and the boys well and point us always to the cross, to Jesus. For this I am so completely thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1780226593236353696?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1780226593236353696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/pre-fathers-day-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1780226593236353696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1780226593236353696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/pre-fathers-day-post.html' title='Pre-Father&apos;s Day Post'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-889430988678201308</id><published>2010-06-09T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T17:32:27.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something beautiful on an otherwise difficult day.....</title><content type='html'>Here are those pictures of our mantel that I promised.  I thought it  would be nice to post something pretty on a day like today. We are  grieving with friends today over the loss of their son. Please pray for them and their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TBAyRPBl-2I/AAAAAAAAIKk/wWc1k_a-AL0/s1600/IMG_2472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TBAyRPBl-2I/AAAAAAAAIKk/wWc1k_a-AL0/s400/IMG_2472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480936018182273890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TBAx01Bnu0I/AAAAAAAAIKU/tGC5E468kfg/s1600/IMG_2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TBAx01Bnu0I/AAAAAAAAIKU/tGC5E468kfg/s400/IMG_2474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480935530166729538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TBAxs2y3KXI/AAAAAAAAIKM/wQcMAygPr5E/s1600/IMG_2475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TBAxs2y3KXI/AAAAAAAAIKM/wQcMAygPr5E/s400/IMG_2475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480935393202743666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep." Romans 12:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-889430988678201308?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/889430988678201308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-beautiful-on-otherwise.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/889430988678201308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/889430988678201308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-beautiful-on-otherwise.html' title='Something beautiful on an otherwise difficult day.....'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TBAyRPBl-2I/AAAAAAAAIKk/wWc1k_a-AL0/s72-c/IMG_2472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3107941551932420657</id><published>2010-06-08T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T17:12:53.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decor</title><content type='html'>I am not typically a super creative person but there is a little creative juice running through these veins and lately it's flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just about finished with a design project for our mantel that I'll post later (when I can get around to taking pictures) and now I'm thinking about making something like this to hang above our dining room table. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TA7cbNxtTkI/AAAAAAAAIJ4/gC1strb2X0A/s1600/chandelier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TA7cbNxtTkI/AAAAAAAAIJ4/gC1strb2X0A/s400/chandelier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480560156669201986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would probably do it in different colors, maybe greens, blues and whites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with these smaller changes we are about to embark on some more decor changes that I am beyond excited about. New paint, new furniture configuration, new furniture (if the Goodwill has some goodies for us soon) and LOTS OF COLOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been living in a neutral world for way too long and it's time for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Annie/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Annie/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Annie/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3107941551932420657?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3107941551932420657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/decor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3107941551932420657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3107941551932420657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/decor.html' title='Decor'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TA7cbNxtTkI/AAAAAAAAIJ4/gC1strb2X0A/s72-c/chandelier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4130548778147423951</id><published>2010-06-05T13:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T13:30:42.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball Game!</title><content type='html'>This week we took the boys to their very first major league baseball game. Here are some photos from the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100605?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TAqy-jViyVE/AAAAAAAAII8/X-GxPRHukxQ/s160-c/20100605.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100605?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2010-06-05&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-4130548778147423951?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4130548778147423951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/baseball-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4130548778147423951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4130548778147423951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/baseball-game.html' title='Baseball Game!'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/TAqy-jViyVE/AAAAAAAAII8/X-GxPRHukxQ/s72-c/20100605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-6304432053134497145</id><published>2010-06-02T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T14:32:25.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trader Joe's Angel</title><content type='html'>Being a mom is hard work. I feel like a big old failure on most days but every once in awhile there is a little victory or I have a moment where I know I'm doing the right thing, even if it's hard, embarrassing (since most hard moments are in public) and/or downright frustrating. Today I had one of those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're at Trader Joe's and James has a melt down because I won't let him carry the basket. I explain that he can't carry it because he's dragging it on the floor and hitting people's feet. This doesn't go well. I'm, by the grace of God, calm and able to keep my emotions under control, however the same does not go for my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that kid you see in a store every once in awhile who is crying and screaming on the floor with everyone staring right in his general direction? That's us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I get him to follow me to the cash register but he is still crying and people are still staring. So the well meaning man behind the cash register offers to give him a balloon (Probably to quiet him down.) but I quietly decline and say "Thank you so much but no thank you, I can't reward his behavior."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am feeling like a really lousy mom, even though I know that I'm doing the right thing, when this sweet older gentleman (the Trader Joe's Angel) looks at me and says: "You're doing the right thing, most mom's don't get it but your teaching him a good lesson." Cue lump in throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to cry and just say something like "Thank you so much, it's hard." and stare down at the floor all the while praising God inside for this little old man. I don't know for sure that he was an angel but today he sure felt like one so I am thanking the Lord for him and his kind words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-6304432053134497145?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/6304432053134497145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/trader-joes-angel.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6304432053134497145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6304432053134497145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/06/trader-joes-angel.html' title='Trader Joe&apos;s Angel'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5439016391321328294</id><published>2010-05-30T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:50:52.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>Today I am so very thankful for Grace. I am thankful that there is nothing I can do to earn God's love or his forgiveness but that it is a free gift that He gave to me when I accepted and believed in His son as my Lord and Savior, my Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am just leaning on these two verses and repenting to the Lord for my sinful pride and resting in the knowledge that it is forgiven and that he is working on my heart, changing me in his time, weeding out that pride and teaching me how to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For by Grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast." Ephesians 2:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world." John 16:33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5439016391321328294?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5439016391321328294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/05/grace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5439016391321328294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5439016391321328294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/05/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/05/da-da.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/2363623384684838050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/2363623384684838050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/05/da-da.html' title='Da Da'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5218121386314668095</id><published>2010-05-17T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T08:40:04.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Big Boy</title><content type='html'>Here's something to brighten up your Monday 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href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5218121386314668095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/05/dancing-big-boy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5218121386314668095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5218121386314668095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/05/dancing-big-boy.html' title='Dancing Big Boy'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5215640088473893652</id><published>2010-05-14T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T21:46:50.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30</title><content type='html'>Today my Ry is 30 and I am beyond thankful for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for these past 30 years, of which I have been around for 10, and please give my Ry and I at least 30 more together with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5215640088473893652?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5215640088473893652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/05/30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5215640088473893652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5215640088473893652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/05/30.html' title='30'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1285722573470195726</id><published>2010-05-03T16:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:13:00.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent photos.</title><content type='html'>Here are some shots from the past couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100430?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S99VOUXobAE/AAAAAAAAIDk/BWhBr7DXPSw/s160-c/20100430.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100430?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2010-04-30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1285722573470195726?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1285722573470195726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/05/recent-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1285722573470195726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1285722573470195726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/05/recent-photos.html' title='Recent photos.'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/cutie-video-of-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5779315027533845487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5779315027533845487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/cutie-video-of-day.html' title='Cutie Video of the Day'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4196639246577124856</id><published>2010-04-19T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:24:09.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olive Oil</title><content type='html'>One of the many reasons why I love my husband is that he does the little things that are so big to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I go to grab the olive oil while I'm making dinner and remember that the bottle we have by the oven needs to be re-filled. I have a moment where I feel deflated and defeated because I remember that the BIG Costco jug of olive oil is in the garage (our pantry) downstairs and I am tired, watching two kids and not in the mood to run down and up again just for two tablespoons of oil. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, like a beautiful gift wrapped in shiny paper I look at the bottle next to the oven and I literally almost cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful husband who knows how much I hate to re-fill the olive oil bottle had filled it to the brim (probably the night before) without saying a word to me. This sweet little gesture, this seemingly inconsequential act of kindness has put the wind back in my sails and made me fall in love with him all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my Ry for the big and the small.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-4196639246577124856?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4196639246577124856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/ryan.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4196639246577124856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4196639246577124856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/ryan.html' title='Olive Oil'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-890570183401461508</id><published>2010-04-16T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:08:23.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamesease</title><content type='html'>James is TALKING! This kid decided about a month ago that he would give sentences a whirl and since then he has been on a tear. I love hearing James talk, I love hearing what's on his mind but most of all I love hearing his little version of English, I call it Jamesease . Here are some of my favorites lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Anything with an -er ending becomes -ees. Example: Water = Watees, Otter = Ottees. Greatest example ever from our trip to the zoo. "Otees swim in da watees." Seriously, can you handle that cuteness?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Instead of yummy I started telling him awhile back that things are delicious. James decided this was his new favorite word to describe food so everyday I hear "Deyicious milk. Mmm toast, deyicious." and yesterday he licked my hand (yeah the licking is a whole other story all together) and I heard "Deyicious Mommy."  He's a little gross but I still love that kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Every night before bed Ryan reads James the "Animal book" which is basically an animal encyclopedia with lots of color pictures of animals. So from time to time Ryan isn't home to put James to bed and I have to do it instead, which means I have to do animal book time too. So last night I'm reading the animal book with James (which means flipping through the pages and pointing out the animals we know and talking about them) and he points to a picture of a mommy mouse with a bunch of baby mice and he says in the cutest voice ever "Ohhhhh, baby mouse!" Ok I will have to get this on video so you can get the full effect but it was flippin' hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Avocado (Which he loves and eats straight for some strange reason even though he won't touch mac-n-cheese, crazy kid!) is pronounced "Avacadi" in Jamesease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Everything is "sea-e" which is Jamesease for silly. Mommy is silly, baby is silly, Daddy is most definitely silly and I'm guessing tomorrow his toast will both be deyicious and sea-e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) "Fick-a da road." So there was some construction going on below our house last week and a ton of road paving vehicles (steam rollers, dump trucks, cement mixers - the works!) were down there paving and rolling the road flat. So Ryan thought it would be fun to take James down to see all the trucks up close and personal as well as the police car that was parked nearby. When the guys came back home all James could tell me was that the _____(insert cool truck name here) was "fick-a da road". Now every time we see a cement mixer or a dump truck I hear "dump cuck (truck) ficka-da road" because of course they must all be fixing the road, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all I got for now. I know there are a ton more James quotes that would have you on the floor but it's late and this Mama is tired. Nigh, nigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-890570183401461508?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/890570183401461508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/jamesease.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/890570183401461508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/890570183401461508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/jamesease.html' title='Jamesease'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-980282932067183232</id><published>2010-04-15T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:04:40.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo Boy</title><content type='html'>I am in love with this face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S8epfIH9UwI/AAAAAAAAH-E/vUq_tnr5diQ/s1600/IMG_2038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S8epfIH9UwI/AAAAAAAAH-E/vUq_tnr5diQ/s400/IMG_2038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460519425431917314" 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/612993006001386512-980282932067183232?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/980282932067183232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/boo-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/980282932067183232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/980282932067183232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/boo-boy.html' title='Boo Boy'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S8epfIH9UwI/AAAAAAAAH-E/vUq_tnr5diQ/s72-c/IMG_2038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-6621394789874990863</id><published>2010-04-12T06:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T06:49:44.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy and Peace</title><content type='html'>I love it when I am reading my bible and the Lord just gives me a verse, a verse that I wasn't looking for but that speaks to me as soon as I lay eyes on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in BELIEVING, so that by the power of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy Spirit you may abound in hope."&lt;/span&gt; Romans 15:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back story on why this verse means so much to me today is far too weighty to explain right now but let's just say it's been a rough couple of weeks. Outside of the day to day difficulties I've been wading through some sin in my life and laying low at the foot of the cross asking Jesus to forgive me and soften my heart. As always, he is faithful to those who love him so we're getting through it but it isn't always easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, for the past couple days it has felt like a new day. Jesus has lifted the burden of my sin off of my shoulders and gladly taken it upon himself and I am truly filled with JOY and PEACE. I have so much hope today in Jesus and his saving Grace. I want this verse to forever be written on my heart to remind me that the ONLY true joy I can ever experience comes first from the Lord, from knowing my Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The one thing I ask of the L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the  thing I seek most—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is to live in the house of the L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; all the days of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; delighting  in the L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;’s  perfections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and meditating in his Temple."&lt;/span&gt; Psalm 27:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-6621394789874990863?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/6621394789874990863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/joy-and-peace.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6621394789874990863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6621394789874990863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/joy-and-peace.html' title='Joy and Peace'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8156228381150812501</id><published>2010-04-10T16:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T16:42:44.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2010 and then some.</title><content type='html'>Too tired to write so here are a few shots from our past week and a half(ish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100410?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S8EL8PEJHIE/AAAAAAAAH8o/d_tPQ3xYnxM/s160-c/20100410.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100410?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2010-04-10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8156228381150812501?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8156228381150812501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010-and-then-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8156228381150812501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8156228381150812501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010-and-then-some.html' title='Easter 2010 and then some.'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S8EL8PEJHIE/AAAAAAAAH8o/d_tPQ3xYnxM/s72-c/20100410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8848459466226899113</id><published>2010-04-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T09:00:10.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighten up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's come to my attention that I need to LIGHTEN UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been way too serious and contemplative recently and today I need a break from myself and my thoughts. Soooo, Will's in bed for his morning nap and James and I are going to have a picnic on the floor, watch "Cars Moomie" (Cars Movie) eat buttered toast, milk and a huge stack of chocolate cookies. Heck we might even stay in our PJs and have a movie marathon all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day and please LIGHTEN UP along with me. Here's a photo to help get you started with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S739I7uq-wI/AAAAAAAAH4U/KGe1u8GLAFQ/s1600/IMG_2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S739I7uq-wI/AAAAAAAAH4U/KGe1u8GLAFQ/s400/IMG_2008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457796653357136642" 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/612993006001386512-8848459466226899113?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8848459466226899113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/lighten-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8848459466226899113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8848459466226899113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/04/lighten-up.html' title='Lighten up!'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S739I7uq-wI/AAAAAAAAH4U/KGe1u8GLAFQ/s72-c/IMG_2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4006530616214326955</id><published>2010-03-31T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T17:02:03.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talker</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2ddb5662565e3de9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/talker.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4006530616214326955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4006530616214326955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/talker.html' title='Talker'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8190185960303262570</id><published>2010-03-29T16:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:37:13.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>Here are a some photos from our weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100329?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S7E3KgSeutE/AAAAAAAAH2g/6KbX3Qe7rw0/s160-c/20100329.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100329?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2010-03-29&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8190185960303262570?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S7E3KgSeutE/AAAAAAAAH2g/6KbX3Qe7rw0/s72-c/20100329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8241933389495443800</id><published>2010-03-27T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:13:52.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say CUTE!</title><content type='html'>I love this boy so much it hurts. Look at this sweet face, don't you just want to kiss him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6vfUwNCx-I/AAAAAAAAHwM/efMy6BQCfPk/s1600/IMG_1836.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6vfUwNCx-I/AAAAAAAAHwM/efMy6BQCfPk/s400/IMG_1836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452697321492105186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6ve-eeRECI/AAAAAAAAHv8/NO7pjg0u0jc/s1600/IMG_1837.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6ve-eeRECI/AAAAAAAAHv8/NO7pjg0u0jc/s400/IMG_1837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452696938775384098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6vfDUlYvsI/AAAAAAAAHwE/KhD0979PZ5w/s1600/IMG_1863.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6vfDUlYvsI/AAAAAAAAHwE/KhD0979PZ5w/s400/IMG_1863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452697022020239042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this kid's pretty darn cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S61lFpN832I/AAAAAAAAHyU/q4XCiEcFHPI/s1600/IMG_1794.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S61lFpN832I/AAAAAAAAHyU/q4XCiEcFHPI/s400/IMG_1794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453125871453658978" 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/612993006001386512-8241933389495443800?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8241933389495443800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-you-say-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8241933389495443800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8241933389495443800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-you-say-cute.html' title='Can you say CUTE!'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6vfUwNCx-I/AAAAAAAAHwM/efMy6BQCfPk/s72-c/IMG_1836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3126301160824965506</id><published>2010-03-26T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T20:19:49.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The name we gave you</title><content type='html'>To James Ryan Singletary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note from Dad on how you got your name&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago today we named you James Ryan Singletary. The Singletary part was a given. We came by James quite easily too, the day we found out you were a boy, in fact. It was in the elevator leaving the doctor's office where an ultrasound image had just shown us a little more of who you were. Your mom looked at me and asked, "So, do we have a James?" I replied, "Yes." (We might have discussed it a little before then, just in case you turned out to be a boy.)  Ryan, as your middle name, came down to the wire, narrowly edging out Robin. (Sorry Papa.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little more about why we named you what we did, and what it means to us. We pray that over time your name will come to mean much to you too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singletary is our family name. I, Ryan Dale, got if from my dad, Robin Dale, your papa. He got it from his dad, Richard Edward, my grandpa, your "gate gampa" (great grandpa). It is also shared by my uncle, your great uncle, Dirk Ryan Singletary, Papa's brother. There are many other Singletary men, but these are all that I've ever known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you now can see, Ryan is a family name too. It is Irish in origin, like much of our family, and means "kingly" or "little king".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James &lt;a href="http://www.biblical-baby-names.com/meaning-of-james.html"&gt;is a biblical name&lt;/a&gt;, the Greek version of the Hebrew "Jacob" meaning supplanter, or one who follows.  No, we didn't specifically want to call you "supplanter." Rather, we named you after a particular James of the Bible, an Apostle of Jesus Christ who wrote the New Testament book that bears his name. It is a &lt;a href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=james"&gt;wonderful book&lt;/a&gt; filled with encouragement,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="verse-num" id="v59001002-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Count it all joy, my  brothers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="footnote"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; when you meet  trials of various kinds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="verse-num" id="v59001003-1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for  you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="verse-num" id="v59001004-1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And let steadfastness have  its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in  nothing. If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God, who gives generously to all  without reproach, and it will be given him."&lt;/span&gt; (James 1:2-5)&lt;/blockquote&gt;wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num" id="v59001019-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Know this, my beloved  brothers: let every person be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to  anger; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="verse-num" id="v59001020-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the anger  of man does not produce the righteousness of God." &lt;/span&gt;(James 1:19)&lt;/blockquote&gt;and guidance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Draw near to God and he will draw near to you."&lt;/span&gt; (James 4:8a)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also named you after some of the men from Nana's side of the family. Her father, my grandpa, your great grandpa, was James Bernard Reeder. I knew him as "Grandpa Big Jim." His only son, Nana's brother, my uncle, your great uncle, is James Russell Reeder. To me he is "Uncle Jimmy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we so liked the way it sounded. Strong and confident like we pray you will be. Like we strive to aid you in becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave you the best name we could, for the best reasons we had: After James of the Bible who bore witness to God's son, Jesus, followed Him, and wrote about Him so that we might believe in faith, and be saved by His grace. After your family, who came before you and loved you, even before you were born. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for you&lt;/span&gt; to have always. To honor and uphold. To build a legacy upon. Draw near to God, through Jesus, by His Holy Spirit, and He will make it so. And one day, may you pass your name on better than you received it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray this for you, James Ryan, my beloved son, on your second birthday. In Jesus' name. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3126301160824965506?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3126301160824965506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-james-ryan-singletary-note-from-dad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3126301160824965506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3126301160824965506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-james-ryan-singletary-note-from-dad.html' title='The name we gave you'/><author><name>RDS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1631276306249765082</id><published>2010-03-26T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:42:15.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6zj3-_rXJI/AAAAAAAAHxk/2TplF7thvoA/s1600/2008.03.26+-+041.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6zj3-_rXJI/AAAAAAAAHxk/2TplF7thvoA/s400/2008.03.26+-+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452983799781219474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6y8gwkJO3I/AAAAAAAAHws/jvZYYfUNUf0/s1600/IMG_1690.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6y8gwkJO3I/AAAAAAAAHws/jvZYYfUNUf0/s400/IMG_1690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452940519817165682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James you are my sweet boy and today you are 2! I can't believe this is even possible.  I feel like it was just yesterday that we were coming home from the hospital with a little eight pound bundle and now you're my "30 pounds of love," as I so often call you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a 2 year old boy there are so many things that I love about you, too many to write, but here are a few for you to read when you're a big man so you can have a little glimpse into the two year old you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you laugh and giggle, especially at lunch time when we sing made-up songs and cheers our milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your sweet spirit and your strong will and I am excited to see who you will be when you are a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how much you love your brother and how you're learning to be soft and gentle with him....even if you still try to sit on his head from time to time. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you love Daddy too. I love how you and Daddy can sit for an hour building a Lego tower and somehow communicate in a Lego language that I think only boys understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you so often run up to me, wrap your arms around my leg and say "HUG!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that when I kiss you goodnight and whisper "I love you so much" in your ear, you whisper it back. You are a really sweet whisperer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that when it's sunny outside and we go for a walk you will shout "Hi shadow!" because your Daddy taught you about shadows and now you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that you ask me to sing the "Worship You" song and the "Honey" song and at the end of every verse you sing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love that you know the words to "Poncho and Lefty" and "How Deep the Father's Love For Us" because you sing them with Daddy before bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how much you love cars, trains, airplanes and anything else with a motor. Maybe someday you'll be a mechanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you my sweet 2 year old boy. Thank you for making me a mommy, this has been the hardest and most incredible journey of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1631276306249765082?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1631276306249765082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1631276306249765082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1631276306249765082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/2.html' title='2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6zj3-_rXJI/AAAAAAAAHxk/2TplF7thvoA/s72-c/2008.03.26+-+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5611194808205943243</id><published>2010-03-25T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T14:59:56.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a hard day. I was cranky, certain individuals who shall remain nameless but who also live in my house and are under 4 feet tall were cranky and the combination of the two was a little disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept going from annoyed, to angry to sorrowful and guilty for how I'd been angry and annoyed, and then back to annoyed again. After a really crazy morning of me behaving like a two year old and my two year old behaving like a two year old I decided we needed to get out of the house! Change of scenery, maybe that would make it all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the little park by our house James was in heaven, running and playing in the sun was exactly what he needed but me, not so much. My heart was still hard towards the world, towards James, towards the role of motherhood, towards pretty much everything. Then two things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) One of my good friends sent me a text message with this verse in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The LORD your God is with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  he is mighty to save. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Zephaniah 3:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It hit me like a Mack truck, the Lord my God is with me, like right now, in this moment when I am so frustrated. He is with me and wants to comfort and help me BUT I have to turn to him. I have to run straight to him and he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; be mighty to save me from a dark day and from myself. He will bear my burden but I have to allow him to, I have to give it him, ask Jesus to carry me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2) Then James walked up to me and handed me these and said "Flowers pitty (pretty) Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6vWzheQAOI/AAAAAAAAHu0/BwgfuFF98Xk/s1600/IMG_1840.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6vWzheQAOI/AAAAAAAAHu0/BwgfuFF98Xk/s400/IMG_1840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452687954509037794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes they are, and you are a sweet boy. You are a sweet boy who is learning, a child who has folly bound up in his heart and it is my job to love you and teach you with kindness on my tongue, not frustration and anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I praise the Lord for his word and the truth that it brings to my life and I praise the Lord for my sweet son who is learning right along with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5611194808205943243?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5611194808205943243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5611194808205943243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5611194808205943243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6vWzheQAOI/AAAAAAAAHu0/BwgfuFF98Xk/s72-c/IMG_1840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-7269436388374418100</id><published>2010-03-24T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:17:18.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Verse of the day</title><content type='html'>This is a verse that I am really thinking about, praying over and repeating today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; &lt;span class="verse-num" id="v47004009-1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; &lt;span class="verse-num" id="v47004010-1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be manifested in our bodies." 2 Corinthians 4:8-10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-7269436388374418100?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/7269436388374418100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/verse-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7269436388374418100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7269436388374418100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/verse-of-day.html' title='Verse of the day'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3343537939639922194</id><published>2010-03-22T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:59:47.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO!</title><content type='html'>Today James discovered that he can say No. To me. His mom. Oh brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: James can you please come over here so I can change your diaper?&lt;br /&gt;JAMES: No. (Without even looking up from his toy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: James please stop lying on your brother.&lt;br /&gt;JAMES: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: James do you want some ABC cookies?&lt;br /&gt;JAMES: No......cookies? ABC? Yesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he hasn't quite got the hang of being 2 yet but he's getting there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3343537939639922194?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3343537939639922194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/no.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3343537939639922194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3343537939639922194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/no.html' title='NO!'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5111533060015513200</id><published>2010-03-18T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T22:00:43.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our week in Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are a few shots from the past week along with a video of James opening his birthday present from Dodo an Bapa. (We let him open it early because we both really wanted to play with it too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100318?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6MDLe1gViE/AAAAAAAAHtQ/XC_j7jiuPHs/s160-c/20100318.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100318?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2010-03-18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5111533060015513200?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5111533060015513200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-week-in-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5111533060015513200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5111533060015513200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-week-in-pictures.html' title='Our week in Pictures'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S6MDLe1gViE/AAAAAAAAHtQ/XC_j7jiuPHs/s72-c/20100318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-6340282753559114900</id><published>2010-03-17T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:00:18.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patricks Day!</title><content type='html'>One year ago today I handed Ryan a St. Patrick's day card (Which should have tipped him off that something was up because I am habitually terrible at giving cards even for the big things like our anniversary.) at the end of the day that said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Baby (not James)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So one year ago today marks the announcement of our little Will....who we thought of calling Patrick because of the way he was announced to Daddy and after the real Patrick for which the holiday is named and who said this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am a servant of Christ to a foreign nation for the unspeakable glory of life everlasting which is in Jesus Christ our Lord.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; – Patrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for the history buffs&lt;a href="http://theresurgence.com/Vintage_Saints_St_Patrick"&gt; here's&lt;/a&gt; a little info on the real Patrick written by our pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-6340282753559114900?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/6340282753559114900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6340282753559114900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6340282753559114900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patricks Day!'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4355192768049298965</id><published>2010-03-16T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:19:16.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Day</title><content type='html'>Today was a sweet day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning was cleaning, tickling, music, dancing, eating and more tickling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon was Nana visiting, Mommy and Will seeing friends, me being thankful for two of the most amazing friends I have ever known, James having a blast with Nana all to himself, lunch, nap, quiet, bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening was dinner with my little men, laughing with James, Will making me laugh until I literally started to cry, James looking at me after having a sip of my soda water and saying "I like it! Bubbles are good." Me looking astounded not only at his crazy good sentences but also at the fact that he said I instead of James...he's NEVER done that before!!!! Then an outing for ice cream, pink ice cream from James and brown for Mommy. Back home, teeth brushing, story, cuddling, praying, singing, kisses, night night for boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late evening is making granola because I love it and I'm out, blogging (obviously), reading a hard email, half watching Lost and half being annoyed that it's so confusing, more bible, waiting for my Ry to get home from class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long but joyful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-4355192768049298965?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4355192768049298965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4355192768049298965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4355192768049298965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-day.html' title='Sweet Day'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8691114445252613621</id><published>2010-03-16T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:03:47.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneaky He is Not</title><content type='html'>James' latest thing is to rat himself out when he is either about to do something that he shouldn't do or has just done something that he shouldn't have done. Here are a few examples from today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;JAMES: "Pokey eyes, Will?" - ME: "No James, you cannot poke Will's eyes."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JAMES: "Sit baby" - ME: "Get off the baby."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JAMES: "Bite Will?" - ME: "No, do not bite Will."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JAMES: "Eat marker" - ME: "No eating markers." Good thing he told me about this one because otherwise I never would have known. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S57HI8Hen-I/AAAAAAAAHrQ/3KIoIoWtppg/s1600-h/IMG_1752.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S57HI8Hen-I/AAAAAAAAHrQ/3KIoIoWtppg/s400/IMG_1752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449011555555254242" 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/612993006001386512-8691114445252613621?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8691114445252613621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/sneaky-he-is-not.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8691114445252613621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8691114445252613621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/sneaky-he-is-not.html' title='Sneaky He is Not'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S57HI8Hen-I/AAAAAAAAHrQ/3KIoIoWtppg/s72-c/IMG_1752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8286987491073241385</id><published>2010-03-14T20:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:37:28.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet William</title><content type='html'>At church we are currently in a sermon series that has us going through the book of Luke. One of the verses that we looked at today was Luke 5:27-28:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After this he (Jesus) went out and saw a tax collector named Levi, sitting at the tax booth. And he said to him, &lt;span class="woc"&gt;“Follow me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num" id="v42005028-1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And leaving everything, he rose and followed him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled when our pastor read this verse because I was holding my sweet William and this verse means so much to me/us in regards to our baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see we didn't plan Will. We weren't thinking of trying for another baby for many months to come so when we found out that we were pregnant it was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;. This is why his name is Will, he's God's Will. He is God's Will for our family and we pray that one day he will grow to be a mighty man of God who carries out God's Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the first name but the verse really applies to his middle name, Levi. Will's middle name is Levi because of this verse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and I pray that all of our kids (those we have and any of those that the Lord might have for us in the future) will love Jesus and glorify God through their lives. So when we were thinking about names for little Will we knew we wanted to give him a name that would always remind him of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus asked Levi to follow him Levi didn't take time to think about it, he didn't weigh his options or ask for a little time to sort out his affairs, instead he literally left EVERYTHING and followed Him. This is what we pray for Will. We pray that he will be a man who is willing to leave everything and sacrifice anything for Jesus. I love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight as I put our little man to bed I prayed again that the Lord would save him one day soon and I remembered Levi, who became Matthew and wrote a book of the bible, and who followed Jesus without question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8286987491073241385?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8286987491073241385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-william.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8286987491073241385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8286987491073241385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-william.html' title='Sweet William'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5264620695569099537</id><published>2010-03-12T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T07:20:49.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the little things....</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed how sometimes it's the little things in a relationship that make you feel loved the most. Like when someone knows how you take your coffee, or when you're searching around the house for something and your husband hands you exactly what you've been searching for, no words exchanged, he just knew. Or how just a small bunch of simple flowers at the end of a hard day can fill your heart more than any extravagant gift ever could?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's how it is with me and God too. Of course he has done some amazing and big things in my life. Things that blow my mind and bring to my knees in gratitude. But it's the everyday blessings, the small things that remind me of how he is ALWAYS with me and just like the perfect Father that he is, he knows me and loves me so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking with a girlfriend about this the other day and I thought of a blessing that I hadn't even noticed until now. A little thing in the grand scope, but something that at the time was such a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm talking about is when James jumped, crashed landed more like, out of his crib a month before Will was born. I was as big as a house and not in the mood to deal with a little stunt man so we took off the crib railing and transitioned James into a big boy bed. At the time I thought it was more of a hassle than a blessing but that's often how I work, not seeing the whole picture until I'm further down the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time I was also having some anxiety about taking care of James after the c-section, specifically how I was going to pull him in and out of bed during the day when I wasn't supposed to be lifting anything. What I didn't see was that God knew my fear and he had already answered my prayer for help. He had made it so that James was already good and used to his big boy bed before Will ever arrived and even gave James the courage to learn to jump in and out with just a hand from Mommy. No lifting necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an amazing God we have, right?! It's the little things sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5264620695569099537?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5264620695569099537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-little-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5264620695569099537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5264620695569099537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-little-things.html' title='It&apos;s the little things....'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8146233581733750142</id><published>2010-03-11T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T09:11:03.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish we lived on a farm....</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wish we lived on a farm. Think about it, we could raise our own beef, chicken and whatever else and we'd know that all the animals were taken care of and fed good food, also we'd have a ton of fresh eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we lived on a farm I think I would also have a huge vegetable garden and maybe even a little orchard with a number of different fruit trees. Oh, oh and a blueberry field! Man I'm getting hungry, can you tell I'm excited about summer produce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also if we lived on a farm I would make it mandatory that my guys wear straw cowboy hats and boots because they are practical and also really cute.....especially on that Daddy guy. Oh and if we lived on a farm I would make sure that my little guys wore overalls at least twice a week because who doesn't love a little guy in overalls. I'm a sucker for a little man in overalls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5kjf1CxhUI/AAAAAAAAHqo/Cr_P0aNGp9I/s1600-h/IMG_1711.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5kjf1CxhUI/AAAAAAAAHqo/Cr_P0aNGp9I/s400/IMG_1711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447424254002955586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and a sleepy baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5kjv0Bwf4I/AAAAAAAAHqw/UNk1Df0az9M/s1600-h/IMG_1718.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5kjv0Bwf4I/AAAAAAAAHqw/UNk1Df0az9M/s400/IMG_1718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447424528608165762" 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/612993006001386512-8146233581733750142?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8146233581733750142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/wish-we-lived-on-farm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8146233581733750142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8146233581733750142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/wish-we-lived-on-farm.html' title='Wish we lived on a farm....'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5kjf1CxhUI/AAAAAAAAHqo/Cr_P0aNGp9I/s72-c/IMG_1711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-417592686776588036</id><published>2010-03-09T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:30:49.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Things That I Loved About Today</title><content type='html'>1) Going to Mare's new house and dreaming about growing tomatoes in her backyard. Thank you Marilee for offering me a small plot of land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Letting James hold Will on the couch and hearing James exclaim "Cute!" as he looked down at his baby brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Will's toothless smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Watching James fall in love with his brother. Today it became so clear to me how much James adores Will. From the innumerable times James asked to hold Will, to the sweet bath they took together, to the request that James made to have his baby brother lie down in bed with him before night, night just to snuggle and giggle with Will. Beautiful. Thank you Lord for brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) That both of my sons are snug in their beds at 8:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night, night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-417592686776588036?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/417592686776588036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-things-that-i-loved-about-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/417592686776588036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/417592686776588036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-things-that-i-loved-about-today.html' title='5 Things That I Loved About Today'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-78488161929326651</id><published>2010-03-08T16:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:09:59.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Time...sort of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5WRSR3SszI/AAAAAAAAHpY/v06Qj999T6Q/s1600-h/IMG_1681.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5WRSR3SszI/AAAAAAAAHpY/v06Qj999T6Q/s400/IMG_1681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446419067593470770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5WRJPUeB0I/AAAAAAAAHpQ/C6fz_Gv_9E0/s1600-h/IMG_1682.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5WRJPUeB0I/AAAAAAAAHpQ/C6fz_Gv_9E0/s400/IMG_1682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446418912291718978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5WQ_NRWMqI/AAAAAAAAHpI/pATsYiwQ5nA/s1600-h/IMG_1680.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5WQ_NRWMqI/AAAAAAAAHpI/pATsYiwQ5nA/s400/IMG_1680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446418739943060130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;James has been talking about the potty a lot lately. I don't think he's quite ready to use it yet, at least not full time, but we thought it wouldn't hurt to have one on hand to use once in a while and play with. James got to pick out the potty...which is why we ended up with the froggy potty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-78488161929326651?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/78488161929326651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/potty-timesort-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/78488161929326651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/78488161929326651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/potty-timesort-of.html' title='Potty Time...sort of.'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S5WRSR3SszI/AAAAAAAAHpY/v06Qj999T6Q/s72-c/IMG_1681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4181830809691470477</id><published>2010-03-07T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T15:27:36.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're at war and I am tired.</title><content type='html'>I'm tired and the house is quiet but I felt like writing down a few words. All of my guys are asleep and I'm still processing the sermon that we heard at church this morning, mulling over Romans 8 and Ephesians 6 and about six other verses mentioned today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scripture says that we are at war here on earth. Jesus came to save us and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"if you confess with your mouth,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Jesus is Lord," and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved",&lt;/span&gt; but until we die we are still at war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the war and it honestly breaks my heart. I feel the pull of sin in our world and how pervasive it is, how it affect EVERYTHING! And it makes me tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am tired and I want to go home. I'm ready to pack it in, be done with this journey and go home to be with Jesus forever, where there is no sin. BUT, that's not his plan for me, not until my heart stops beating and the breath leaves my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my mom always says, "we're not here for ourselves, we're here to work." So, I'm here to work. Jesus tells us in Matthew 28 that we are supposed to go out and tell people about him and his Gospel, the good news as it's called. And it is, it's the best news but sometimes it's hard to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, like Paul am not ashamed of the Gospel. I love the Gospel. The truth about Jesus is what my life is built on now and has been for the past 6 years. Before I knew Jesus and gave my life to him, I was dead and on the road to hell. I thought only of myself and did not see my sin. But now that I know Jesus I am alive. Life is still hard, harder in some cases, but I have hope and know that one day I'll be home with my Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I saying? I don't know.  I am just really feeling the weight of sin lately and I just wish everyone knew that the only answer is Jesus. That without him there is just death, destruction and ultimately hell. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But with him&lt;/span&gt; there is peace and comfort and praise for ever and ever AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though I'm tired, I'm also encouraged. I'm encouraged that I don't have to fight this war alone, that Jesus is with me and his holy spirit is in me. I'm tired but His mercies are new every morning Lamentations tells us, so I know there is hope for tomorrow and that "joy comes with the morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to work, to tell people about Jesus so that's what I'll do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-4181830809691470477?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4181830809691470477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/were-at-war.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4181830809691470477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4181830809691470477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/were-at-war.html' title='We&apos;re at war and I am tired.'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-7772093726582219278</id><published>2010-03-05T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T09:47:05.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Room</title><content type='html'>I'm getting really excited about our boys sharing a room. Will is starting to sleep a lot longer at night so I have a feeling we'll be moving him into James room or the soon-to-be  "The Boys Room" (doesn't that just sound fun!), soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that in mind I've been day dreaming about what their room will (one day, hopefully) look like. Here's the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will in the crib, James in a twin bed (some day maybe a bunk for the boys to share since their room isn't very big) with one wall painted either a gray blue or a sort of minty lime green, not sure yet. Above James bed there will be a canvas on the wall with the verse that we used to dedicate him at church written on it and above Will's bed his verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Trust in the &lt;span class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt; with all your heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="indent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and do not lean on your own understanding.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="verse-num" id="v20003006-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In all your ways acknowledge him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="indent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and he will make straight your paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num" id="v20003007-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Be not wise in your own eyes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="indent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fear the &lt;span class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;, and turn away from evil." &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Proverbs 3:5-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For this reason I bow my knees before the Father, &lt;span class="verse-num" id="v49003015-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;from whom every family&lt;span class="footnote"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in heaven and on earth is named, &lt;span class="verse-num" id="v49003016-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that according to the riches of his glory he may grant you to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in your inner being, &lt;span class="verse-num" id="v49003017-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith—that you, being rooted and grounded in love, &lt;span class="verse-num" id="v49003018-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth,&lt;span class="verse-num" id="v49003019-1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ephesians 3:14-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Then on the wall that is painted I have an idea. I want to buy all the letters of the alphabet (craft stores have these in wood and cardboard) to hang them on the wall in alphabetical order. I'll paint all the letters black except the J and the W which will be painted white so that they stand out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ok that's all I've got for now but I'm getting excited about spring cleaning, organizing our closets, doing the boys room and getting rid of a lot of STUFF!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-7772093726582219278?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/7772093726582219278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/boys-room.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7772093726582219278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7772093726582219278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/boys-room.html' title='Boys Room'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4064972433749757291</id><published>2010-03-03T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T06:42:10.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>Here are some shots from February along with a quick video of Will trying to roll over. He's almost there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100302?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S43us0rg8gE/AAAAAAAAHnU/QKJmg3cQKes/s160-c/20100302.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100302?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;2010-03-02&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-4064972433749757291?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4064972433749757291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/february.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4064972433749757291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4064972433749757291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S43us0rg8gE/AAAAAAAAHnU/QKJmg3cQKes/s72-c/20100302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-6622436053019536332</id><published>2010-03-02T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T15:19:39.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Blog, New Tricks</title><content type='html'>Ok so I've been silent long enough.  New look for the blog and new content as well, or at least a little new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;a href="http://anniesingletary.blogspot.com/"&gt;another blog&lt;/a&gt; where I do writing about life and what God is teaching me (which has also been silent for quite some time) and quite frankly I am tired of keeping up both sites. So I've decided to merge them into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on the Sing's and Things (which may get a new title too, who knows?!) is going to be a sort of diary of our life (pictures included) but also a place where I might post a thought or two and talk about what the Lord is working out in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this blog to be an honest look into our lives so get ready for some changes, some truth and a lot about Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-6622436053019536332?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/6622436053019536332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/old-blog-new-tricks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6622436053019536332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6622436053019536332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/old-blog-new-tricks.html' title='Old Blog, New Tricks'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8526973905983504274</id><published>2010-03-02T08:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T08:16:31.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Incredible Mr. Will</title><content type='html'>Our little baby boy is already becoming a little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At almost 4 months he's talking up a storm (ok cooing actually), grabbing at just about anything he can get his hands on, and now he's trying to roll over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S404VxZACMI/AAAAAAAAHc8/Vx7qor4-3QA/s1600-h/IMG_1617.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S404VxZACMI/AAAAAAAAHc8/Vx7qor4-3QA/s400/IMG_1617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444069471247403202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S404g9FHOSI/AAAAAAAAHdE/4VA0Bv_KrF0/s1600-h/IMG_1629.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S404g9FHOSI/AAAAAAAAHdE/4VA0Bv_KrF0/s400/IMG_1629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444069663363774754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Roll baby roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S4042LO747I/AAAAAAAAHdM/tLXYjMaB_oo/s1600-h/IMG_1632.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S4042LO747I/AAAAAAAAHdM/tLXYjMaB_oo/s400/IMG_1632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444070027940324274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Smiley Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S404--DiFhI/AAAAAAAAHdU/kvZONVpW5Js/s1600-h/IMG_1633.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S404--DiFhI/AAAAAAAAHdU/kvZONVpW5Js/s400/IMG_1633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444070179021657618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Brotherly love...or squishing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8526973905983504274?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8526973905983504274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/incredible-mr-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8526973905983504274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8526973905983504274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/03/incredible-mr-will.html' title='The Incredible Mr. Will'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S404VxZACMI/AAAAAAAAHc8/Vx7qor4-3QA/s72-c/IMG_1617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3272184765537937639</id><published>2010-02-26T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:46:27.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>Today started out with me a little bit groggy and the house quiet and dark. I tried to pray and do my daily reading but sleep overtook me and quite honestly a slight feeling of hopelessness washed through me. Asleep on the couch is where I ended up. Bible on the floor and prays half said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward three hours. One big boy eating his weight in cranberries after asking very clearly for them and one small boy nursing himself to sleep. The house is quiet, soft music playing on the computer, and the lights are low. I can't help but be thankful. I pray a quiet prayer and thank the Lord for my babies. I thank him for the sweet face Will makes just as he is falling into dreamland, the sleepy smile he gives me as if to say, night night Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears flood my eyes as I look down and see cars "parked" all around me. My big boy has been creating a traffic jam at my feet as I talked to God. He likes to be close to me, even if just to play around me while I feed his little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3272184765537937639?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3272184765537937639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/02/thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3272184765537937639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3272184765537937639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/02/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3489081510061536808</id><published>2010-02-09T14:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:57:51.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What we've been up to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100209?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S3Hj97Id6oE/AAAAAAAAHNA/Rsq3ElgMDwY/s160-c/20100209.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20100209?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2010-02-09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3489081510061536808?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3489081510061536808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-weve-been-up-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3489081510061536808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3489081510061536808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What we&apos;ve been up to.'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/S3Hj97Id6oE/AAAAAAAAHNA/Rsq3ElgMDwY/s72-c/20100209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1532145131495488695</id><published>2010-01-19T07:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T07:58:31.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Park</title><content type='html'>Here are some photos we took recently at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/20100109MadisonPark?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/S0li-dRFbbE/AAAAAAAAN2I/o8G9vyZs4dw/s160-c/20100109MadisonPark.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/20100109MadisonPark?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2010.01.09 - Madison Park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1532145131495488695?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1532145131495488695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/01/trip-to-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1532145131495488695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1532145131495488695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2010/01/trip-to-park.html' title='Trip to the Park'/><author><name>RDS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/S0li-dRFbbE/AAAAAAAAN2I/o8G9vyZs4dw/s72-c/20100109MadisonPark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4142627476916713044</id><published>2009-12-30T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:01:16.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 2.0</title><content type='html'>Here are some more December photos along with our shots from Christmas in Wenatchee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/December20?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SzuRrK2dkwE/AAAAAAAAFCs/oG9czJagEHE/s160-c/December20.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/December20?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;December 2.0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-4142627476916713044?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4142627476916713044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-20.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4142627476916713044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4142627476916713044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-20.html' title='December 2.0'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SzuRrK2dkwE/AAAAAAAAFCs/oG9czJagEHE/s72-c/December20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1988439848594898028</id><published>2009-12-16T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:25:13.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December so far</title><content type='html'>Here are some shots from December so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/December?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SymCuK4CDAE/AAAAAAAAE08/KlUZPIDPWO8/s160-c/December.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/December?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;December&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1988439848594898028?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1988439848594898028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-so-far.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1988439848594898028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1988439848594898028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-so-far.html' title='December so far'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SymCuK4CDAE/AAAAAAAAE08/KlUZPIDPWO8/s72-c/December.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1178480231616846776</id><published>2009-12-09T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:25:10.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SyAVlvd10jI/AAAAAAAAEv8/sDC5C722aLo/s1600-h/IMG_0809.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SyAVlvd10jI/AAAAAAAAEv8/sDC5C722aLo/s400/IMG_0809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413350490240307762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Will was on the floor doing this (by the way, he was lying flat and somehow got himself onto his side. This kid is crazy strong!). James was doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SyAVQV0fTaI/AAAAAAAAEv0/u-JGS-3DzH4/s1600-h/IMG_0810.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/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SyAVQV0fTaI/AAAAAAAAEv0/u-JGS-3DzH4/s400/IMG_0810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413350122578726306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1178480231616846776?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1178480231616846776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/12/boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1178480231616846776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1178480231616846776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/12/boys.html' title='Boys'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SyAVlvd10jI/AAAAAAAAEv8/sDC5C722aLo/s72-c/IMG_0809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1809457429169193660</id><published>2009-12-03T16:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:36:28.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>More photos of the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/122?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SxhY4WUIP6E/AAAAAAAAEqg/_GU5NWanA2g/s160-c/122.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/122?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;12.2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1809457429169193660?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1809457429169193660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1809457429169193660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1809457429169193660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SxhY4WUIP6E/AAAAAAAAEqg/_GU5NWanA2g/s72-c/122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4059684966782105837</id><published>2009-12-01T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:19:53.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 3 with Will</title><content type='html'>I'm tired and I can hear my big boy waking up from his nap so I don't have time to write much but I thought I'd leave you with a few pictures from the last week or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've only just begun this new little family and yet I really can't remember or imagine life without Will. The song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Till There Was You"&lt;/span&gt; keeps running through my mind and consequently I've found myself singing what lyrics I know of this song to my sweet little one when he sleeps in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were bells on the hill&lt;br /&gt;But I never heard them ringing,&lt;br /&gt;No, I never heard them at all&lt;br /&gt;Till there was you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were birds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;But I never saw them winging&lt;br /&gt;No, I never saw them at all&lt;br /&gt;Till there was you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/Week3?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SxVQUTOioVE/AAAAAAAAEkE/RTcV48W1xCY/s160-c/Week3.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/Week3?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Week 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-4059684966782105837?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4059684966782105837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/12/week-3-with-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4059684966782105837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4059684966782105837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/12/week-3-with-will.html' title='Week 3 with Will'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SxVQUTOioVE/AAAAAAAAEkE/RTcV48W1xCY/s72-c/Week3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1278913941350790664</id><published>2009-11-22T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:30:00.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will's first week home</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/WillSFirstWeekHome?authkey=Gv1sRgCOOp99Tks7eoCw&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/SwnXmXxTrfE/AAAAAAAANis/qunZf0oVnSE/s160-c/WillSFirstWeekHome.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/WillSFirstWeekHome?authkey=Gv1sRgCOOp99Tks7eoCw&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Will's first week home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1278913941350790664?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1278913941350790664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/wills-first-week-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1278913941350790664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1278913941350790664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/wills-first-week-home.html' title='Will&apos;s first week home'/><author><name>RDS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/SwnXmXxTrfE/AAAAAAAANis/qunZf0oVnSE/s72-c/WillSFirstWeekHome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1581205909167650901</id><published>2009-11-22T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:00:00.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will meets the friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/WillMeetsTheFriends?authkey=Gv1sRgCICe25LnsIi6xAE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/SwnIbSE1kyE/AAAAAAAANjg/2pCSjMt-Ex8/s160-c/WillMeetsTheFriends.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/WillMeetsTheFriends?authkey=Gv1sRgCICe25LnsIi6xAE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Will meets the friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt; This album will grow as more friends drop by to meet Baby Will. Check back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1581205909167650901?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1581205909167650901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/will-meets-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1581205909167650901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1581205909167650901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/will-meets-friends.html' title='Will meets the friends'/><author><name>RDS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/SwnIbSE1kyE/AAAAAAAANjg/2pCSjMt-Ex8/s72-c/WillMeetsTheFriends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-2639678399638880902</id><published>2009-11-22T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:30:00.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will meets the extended family</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/WillMeetsTheExtendedFamily?authkey=Gv1sRgCPOrtMvP2snH1gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/SwnIIJ_v88E/AAAAAAAANjo/yidhbrBfWdQ/s160-c/WillMeetsTheExtendedFamily.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/WillMeetsTheExtendedFamily?authkey=Gv1sRgCPOrtMvP2snH1gE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Will meets the extended family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-2639678399638880902?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/2639678399638880902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/will-meets-extended-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/2639678399638880902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/2639678399638880902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/will-meets-extended-family.html' title='Will meets the extended family'/><author><name>RDS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/SwnIIJ_v88E/AAAAAAAANjo/yidhbrBfWdQ/s72-c/WillMeetsTheExtendedFamily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1765429991970699640</id><published>2009-11-22T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:09:01.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will meets Mom, Dad, and big brother James</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/WillMeetsMomDadAndBigBrotherJames?authkey=Gv1sRgCMOOi-e_1PbeiQE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/SwnHnksWWBE/AAAAAAAANjY/NY1ta6rbCXQ/s160-c/WillMeetsMomDadAndBigBrotherJames.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/WillMeetsMomDadAndBigBrotherJames?authkey=Gv1sRgCMOOi-e_1PbeiQE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Will meets Mom, Dad, and big brother James&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1765429991970699640?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1765429991970699640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/will-meets-mom-dad-and-big-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1765429991970699640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1765429991970699640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/will-meets-mom-dad-and-big-brother.html' title='Will meets Mom, Dad, and big brother James'/><author><name>RDS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/SwnHnksWWBE/AAAAAAAANjY/NY1ta6rbCXQ/s72-c/WillMeetsMomDadAndBigBrotherJames.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5349980246354033551</id><published>2009-11-22T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:22:40.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>William Levi Singletary</title><content type='html'>Many of you have already heard via Facebook, but here is the official Singletary Blog announcement: Our son has arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/Swnjtw9Gg9I/AAAAAAAANjs/rpDTpka3B-Q/s1600/2009.11+-+124.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/_RXt-idtk5fI/Swnjtw9Gg9I/AAAAAAAANjs/rpDTpka3B-Q/s400/2009.11+-+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407103203009790930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;William Levi Singletary&lt;/span&gt; was born at 9:25am on Saturday, November 14, 2009. Baby Will weighed in at a whopping 10lbs 5oz (4.68kg for our European readers)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie is recovering well from surgery and Will is eating, sleeping, and pooping...a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon to follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photos, photos, and more photos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Videos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Full explanation of Will's name&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Check back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5349980246354033551?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5349980246354033551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/william-levi-singletary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5349980246354033551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5349980246354033551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/william-levi-singletary.html' title='William Levi Singletary'/><author><name>RDS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/Swnjtw9Gg9I/AAAAAAAANjs/rpDTpka3B-Q/s72-c/2009.11+-+124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-895673382511361251</id><published>2009-11-11T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T07:22:32.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are some random pictures we've taken recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/MoreNovemberShots?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SvrWIisfI8E/AAAAAAAAEbs/AJICa34SeBs/s160-c/MoreNovemberShots.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/MoreNovemberShots?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;More November Shots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-895673382511361251?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/895673382511361251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/895673382511361251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/895673382511361251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SvrWIisfI8E/AAAAAAAAEbs/AJICa34SeBs/s72-c/MoreNovemberShots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5815436357990239486</id><published>2009-11-01T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T07:52:20.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of our little lion on Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/Halloween02?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/Su2uUXJXOJE/AAAAAAAAEZM/WFvxOGhxEtE/s160-c/Halloween02.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/Halloween02?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5815436357990239486?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5815436357990239486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5815436357990239486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5815436357990239486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/Su2uUXJXOJE/AAAAAAAAEZM/WFvxOGhxEtE/s72-c/Halloween02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3012237729730167631</id><published>2009-10-24T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:46:15.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch!</title><content type='html'>Saturday was family day at the pumpkin patch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with a bunch of our friends at &lt;a href="http://www.jubileefarm.org/"&gt;Jubilee Farm&lt;/a&gt; in Carnation. A good time was had by all, especially James. While he did enjoy the pumpkin patch, our little man was mostly enamored of the tractors. His second-cousin, Kevin, would be proud...as was his dad. After all, you don't hear many country songs about squash. Tractors...heck, I can think of three off the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some photos from our adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;Dad Singletary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/20091024JubileeFarm?authkey=Gv1sRgCMCBzN-V1dL7mAE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/SuPGpMawk5E/AAAAAAAANQg/T9PeuYIUCDg/s160-c/20091024JubileeFarm.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/20091024JubileeFarm?authkey=Gv1sRgCMCBzN-V1dL7mAE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;2009.10.24 - Jubilee Farm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3012237729730167631?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3012237729730167631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3012237729730167631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3012237729730167631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch!'/><author><name>RDS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/SuPGpMawk5E/AAAAAAAANQg/T9PeuYIUCDg/s72-c/20091024JubileeFarm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1495373799676003160</id><published>2009-10-13T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:59:04.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment in time.</title><content type='html'>My sweet friend Marcy took some photos recently of Ryan, James and me to capture this time in our life on film. Here are the photos, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/PGP02?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/StSGh4fgBCE/AAAAAAAAEV0/DL3QlOaslDw/s160-c/PGP02.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/PGP02?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;PGP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1495373799676003160?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1495373799676003160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/moment-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1495373799676003160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1495373799676003160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/moment-in-time.html' title='A moment in time.'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/StSGh4fgBCE/AAAAAAAAEV0/DL3QlOaslDw/s72-c/PGP02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4415740376978668722</id><published>2009-10-12T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:13:39.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babada and other things I love about my James</title><content type='html'>James is now 18 months and so much fun. He has about a hundred words and I feel like everyday he's learning and doing new things. He loves garbage trucks, pretzels, holding mommy and daddy's hands when we drive in the car and he adores babies....but he's still learning how to be gentle when he hugs and kisses them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James also loves his babada, which is what he calls his Jesus Storybook Bible, and lately he's taken to carrying it around the house and occasionally plopping down to flip through the pages or asking someone to read it to him. I love this and I pray that his love for the bible will continue for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one of James' new loves is Elmo, which is hilarious since he's never actually seen Sesame Street. So now our life is full of the little red monster along with a small Elmo doll that James now sleeps with at night...I'll have to get a picture of this one night, it's really adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pictures, we finally bought a new camera (yes our old camera is officially toast) so here are a few shots of the boy to tide you over until we get back in the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/October2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/StNEztxFyAE/AAAAAAAAEIE/-Xxw6pdVtJI/s160-c/October2009.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/October2009?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;October 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-4415740376978668722?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4415740376978668722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/babada-and-other-things-i-love-about-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4415740376978668722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4415740376978668722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/babada-and-other-things-i-love-about-my.html' title='Babada and other things I love about my James'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/StNEztxFyAE/AAAAAAAAEIE/-Xxw6pdVtJI/s72-c/October2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-479780692752153900</id><published>2009-10-07T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:01:29.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming soon...</title><content type='html'>We're buying a new camera (hopefully this week) so I promise there will be some new pictures coming soon. Sorry for the delay but we had hoped that we'd be able to revive our old one....we were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-479780692752153900?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/479780692752153900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/479780692752153900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/479780692752153900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/coming-soon.html' title='Coming soon...'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-362549470934843580</id><published>2009-09-17T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:24:49.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Boy #2</title><content type='html'>Baby boy #2 is on his way and will making his grand entrance into the world on November 14th at 9:00am...or at least that's when we are scheduled to be at the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With less than two months until we get to meet our son I am finding myself overcome with emotion. Just today, after putting James down for a nap I started thinking about our new little man (as he kicked and wiggled in my tummy) and I couldn't hold back the tears. I am just so excited to have another son. A whole new person with his own personality, smile, giggle, smell and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first found out I was pregnant with this little man I was excited but I wondered how I would love another child the way I love James. Today that has completely changed and I feel foolish for ever having that thought. I already love our littlest man more than I can put into words and I praise the Lord for giving us this unexpected little blessing. Just as my mom used to say about me when I was little (I was also an unexpected blessing) I never knew how much I needed this little guy until God brought him into our family and now I can't imagine our family without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a woman that I know talking about children awhile back and how she feels like God gives us a whole new heart for each of our children as they come along. She talked about how you don't think you will have enough love or enough room in your heart for a new baby so God just gives you another heart that can be filled up for that new little blessing. I finally get this and I can't wait to meet him.....and tell you all his name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-362549470934843580?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/362549470934843580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-boy-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/362549470934843580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/362549470934843580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-boy-2.html' title='Baby Boy #2'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8454514159546644984</id><published>2009-09-14T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:22:00.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up?</title><content type='html'>Well the camera died this weekend so we might not have any photographic updates for awhile, sorry grandmas. But I can tell you what we're up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little less than two months away from being a mommy of two little men (on the outside)and I can't wait. My belly has swollen to the point where it's much harder to get in and out of bed (which has to happen a lot due to my pregnancy bladder) and I'm noticing that I cry a lot easier these days (poor Ryan). The baby and I are both doing really well and it would seem that we have a very strong little man on our hands; so I'm gearing up for another newborn that is stronger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James is also growing like crazy. He is taller and taller every day and a little sweeter as well. Of course he's picked up a few bad habits here and there (biting and screaming to name a couple) but we're trying to reign him in with some good old fashion discipline and of course a lot of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James has become an excellent cuddler as well. I've found that if I lie on the floor these days he can't help himself, after a few minutes of watching me from afar he has to come on over and snuggle up next to me, I love this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new development is his vocabulary, he now knows more words than I can count and it's just getting bigger. Every day he hears some new word or perhaps he finally gets up the courage to try it on for size, so I am constantly hearing the sweet sound of my young sons voice telling me about the world. Amazing. He's also very curious and wants to know what everything is so we spend a lot of the day with him pointing to things where ever we are and me telling him the name...over and over again. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the man of the house. Ryan is still working hard every day for our family and I can't tell you how proud I am of him as a husband, father and worker. In the morning when he leaves for work James and I pray for Daddy's day and that he would glorify God through his work, his words and his actions. Now I know he is far from perfect, but I really am proud of the man he has become and the man that God is working him out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, the cuddly little man, the crazy pregnant girl and the hard working, hard loving man of the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8454514159546644984?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8454514159546644984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8454514159546644984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8454514159546644984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s up?'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5199496376392273658</id><published>2009-09-11T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:48:42.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures...including a belly shot.</title><content type='html'>I swear I'll try to actually write out an update or something soon but for now I've at least got some pictures to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090911?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SqsXwC_ukYE/AAAAAAAAEDw/nd2lCStlPv8/s160-c/20090911.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090911?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2009-09-11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5199496376392273658?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5199496376392273658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-picturesincluding-belly-shot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5199496376392273658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5199496376392273658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-picturesincluding-belly-shot.html' title='More pictures...including a belly shot.'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SqsXwC_ukYE/AAAAAAAAEDw/nd2lCStlPv8/s72-c/20090911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-2880448407292866419</id><published>2009-09-05T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:14:28.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Zoo</title><content type='html'>This morning we drove into Seattle and spent the day at the zoo. James loves animals almost as much as he loves cars and trucks these days (he is a true boy) so we thought it would be fun for him and let's be honest, fun for us too. Here are some pictures from our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090905ZooDay?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SqLhgdWGa3E/AAAAAAAAEAE/-FsHF6Wktbo/s160-c/20090905ZooDay.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090905ZooDay?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2009-09-05 Zoo Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-2880448407292866419?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/2880448407292866419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-at-zoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/2880448407292866419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/2880448407292866419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-at-zoo.html' title='Day at the Zoo'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SqLhgdWGa3E/AAAAAAAAEAE/-FsHF6Wktbo/s72-c/20090905ZooDay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-7989145920935963979</id><published>2009-08-28T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:35:46.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest and Greatest</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of James that I've taken recently and just haven't gotten around to posting, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090828RandomJamesPics?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SphMpO-R1kE/AAAAAAAAD7w/M5-quIQFTfQ/s160-c/20090828RandomJamesPics.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090828RandomJamesPics?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2009-08-28 Random James Pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-7989145920935963979?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/7989145920935963979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/latest-and-greatest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7989145920935963979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7989145920935963979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/latest-and-greatest.html' title='The Latest and Greatest'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SphMpO-R1kE/AAAAAAAAD7w/M5-quIQFTfQ/s72-c/20090828RandomJamesPics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-6210919074446172892</id><published>2009-08-26T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T08:14:14.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Numbered</title><content type='html'>I'm already out numbered in our house but today it occurred to me that with another boy in the works I am seriously out numbered.....and I kind of love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope to have a little girl one day but right now my heart is in a place where I'm ok with a house full of boys. Actually I'm more than ok with it, I'm excited for it. I sometimes think about the future and what our house will look like if it is filled to the brim with handsome young men and I can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get excited for my boys that Ryan is their daddy, that he is the earthly example that they have of a father. I get excited thinking about what they'll do, who they'll become and that I get to be along for the ride. I get excited for the wives that they might have one day and I pray for them. I pray that their wives will love Jesus and that their marriages will be founded on Him. I pray that I will love these young women and they me, and I pray that their babies will know and love the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys are such a blessing and although I'm tired tonight after a long day of seemingly endless discipline all I can think about is how much I love my boys, how I got more wet kisses today than I can count, how James called out "Mama, Mama, Mama" when he woke up from his nap and how his face lit up with joy when he heard Ryan come home from work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus for my boys and if it's your will, keep 'em coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-6210919074446172892?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/6210919074446172892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-numbered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6210919074446172892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6210919074446172892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-numbered.html' title='Out Numbered'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-7577823886877975324</id><published>2009-08-26T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:36:22.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flour Boy</title><content type='html'>This morning I made muffins and thought it would be fun to let James "help" me cook. Here are some pictures from our flour filled morning. James got his very own bowl of flour and some cooking utensils, it was a mess but it sure was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're off to take a shower......he has flour everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/FlourBoy?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SpVg_uKKnbE/AAAAAAAAD5k/nvNFH1vTiBo/s160-c/FlourBoy.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/FlourBoy?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Flour Boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-7577823886877975324?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/7577823886877975324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/flour-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7577823886877975324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7577823886877975324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/flour-boy.html' title='Flour Boy'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SpVg_uKKnbE/AAAAAAAAD5k/nvNFH1vTiBo/s72-c/FlourBoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8533774466603445273</id><published>2009-08-03T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:56:27.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blueberry Picking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneVK-_MRaI/AAAAAAAAD4I/ZAJqE5LCD60/s1600-h/DSC_1874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365921496974509474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneVK-_MRaI/AAAAAAAAD4I/ZAJqE5LCD60/s400/DSC_1874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneBquHkQXI/AAAAAAAAD3w/RzjU6DOdLHI/s1600-h/Blueberries2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365900051969491314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneBquHkQXI/AAAAAAAAD3w/RzjU6DOdLHI/s400/Blueberries2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't these guys good looking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneAo_wZ7QI/AAAAAAAAD3g/N6KJl5L0va0/s1600-h/Blueberries4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365898922832817410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneAo_wZ7QI/AAAAAAAAD3g/N6KJl5L0va0/s400/Blueberries4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365899085601251442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneAyeHbIHI/AAAAAAAAD3o/r1p2-77tGNE/s400/Blueberries1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went blueberry picking on Sunday after church and got 12 lbs of the amazing blue treats. James thought picking the blueberries was fun but he prefered squishing the berries in his hand a whole lot more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365901243661919282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneCwFhLpDI/AAAAAAAAD34/sGetTBH9d14/s400/bbp+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365901540591425106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneDBXqsVlI/AAAAAAAAD4A/XN6GRNIIXEc/s400/bbp+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8533774466603445273?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8533774466603445273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/blueberry-picking.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8533774466603445273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8533774466603445273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/blueberry-picking.html' title='Blueberry Picking'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneVK-_MRaI/AAAAAAAAD4I/ZAJqE5LCD60/s72-c/DSC_1874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3922583508628353489</id><published>2009-07-29T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:37:10.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am just about 24 weeks pregnant and Seattle is having a heat wave, ugh! We had a record high today of something like 104 degrees and no one has AC, yikes. So we're trying to stay cool as best we can and not let the heat drive this preggo too crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a belly update photo and one of the Singletarys trying to stay cool at a friend's lake house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SnEGhWEHLRI/AAAAAAAAD24/XQILen2GzDw/s1600-h/Heat+Wave+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364075801103248658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SnEGhWEHLRI/AAAAAAAAD24/XQILen2GzDw/s400/Heat+Wave+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James giving his baby brother a kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SnEGZCODDqI/AAAAAAAAD2w/WTVQA1lqvAE/s1600-h/Heat+Wave+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364075658337259170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SnEGZCODDqI/AAAAAAAAD2w/WTVQA1lqvAE/s400/Heat+Wave+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to stay cool in the lake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3922583508628353489?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3922583508628353489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/24-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3922583508628353489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3922583508628353489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/24-weeks.html' title='24 Weeks'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SnEGhWEHLRI/AAAAAAAAD24/XQILen2GzDw/s72-c/Heat+Wave+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-6284637347426557046</id><published>2009-07-22T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:14:45.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maui Pics</title><content type='html'>Here are our photos from Hawaii.You will notice that I have edited out all of the beach shots of myself.....or at least those where I'm in a bathing suit. Trust me people, this is for your own protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/Hawaiii?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/Smc3UNaE7RE/AAAAAAAAD08/QNeBk02FjXk/s160-c/Hawaiii.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/Hawaiii?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Hawaiii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-6284637347426557046?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/6284637347426557046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/maui-pics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6284637347426557046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6284637347426557046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/maui-pics.html' title='Maui Pics'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/Smc3UNaE7RE/AAAAAAAAD08/QNeBk02FjXk/s72-c/Hawaiii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4471847710111673440</id><published>2009-07-21T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:07:16.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're back!</title><content type='html'>My two week blog hiatus is officially over. We're back from a week in California and then another week in Maui, wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both trips were a jumble of extreme fun and wonderful time with family as well as craziness and chaos with the little man. Some plane trips were great, while others actually brought me to tears for fear that they would never end. But we made it back safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past two weeks I've learned that I'm a little more of a homebody than I thought I was but I'm ok with that. I've also learned that babies and sand are an amazing combination and I love to watch my son play endlessly with the little granules of sandy goodness. Thanks for the sand God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have lots of pictures and I'm sure lots of stories but the camera is with Ryan at work right now and I'm a little foggy from a nap so story telling is out. What I can say is that I am so very thankful to my family who made both of these trips possible (especially my sister and her incredible husband for whisking us away to Maui!) and thank you to my husband who takes such good care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't have vacation photos yet here are a few of James and his buddy Danny that I meant to post before we left two weeks ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/JD?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SmY69ZONZXE/AAAAAAAADsM/2YDQlJFi4T4/s160-c/JD.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/JD?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;J&amp;amp;D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-4471847710111673440?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4471847710111673440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4471847710111673440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4471847710111673440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-we.html' title='And we&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SmY69ZONZXE/AAAAAAAADsM/2YDQlJFi4T4/s72-c/JD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-6753823144518235710</id><published>2009-06-29T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:59:28.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's  Day</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from Father's Day with Nana and Papa.....also a few at the end that snuck their way into my Father's Day folder but are cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/FatherSDay?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SklwMHMBc1E/AAAAAAAADTI/rlG47roKEZo/s160-c/FatherSDay.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/FatherSDay?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Father&amp;#39;s Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-6753823144518235710?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/6753823144518235710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6753823144518235710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6753823144518235710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s  Day'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SklwMHMBc1E/AAAAAAAADTI/rlG47roKEZo/s72-c/FatherSDay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8371215104419954889</id><published>2009-06-26T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:02:15.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of #2</title><content type='html'>Here's a link to our &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/2009062220WeekUltrasound?authkey=Gv1sRgCPu9orqbjuDh6QE&amp;amp;feat=directlink#"&gt;ultrasound pictures of baby #2&lt;/a&gt;, check out the adorable profile shots. I love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8371215104419954889?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8371215104419954889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-of-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8371215104419954889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8371215104419954889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-of-2.html' title='Pictures of #2'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3328501879903211680</id><published>2009-06-26T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:32:27.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Boy</title><content type='html'>Things I like about James being sick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Lots of cuddles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) He wants his mama all the time...lately he's been more of an independent little guy but when he's not feeling well it's all mama, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Kisses out of nowhere and unprompted hugs that last for minutes on end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) James' sick face....it sounds funny but when he's sick he has this pitiful little puffy faced look about him that makes my heart melt, poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I don't like about James being sick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) That James is sick. I hate knowing that he doesn't feel well and that there's nothing I can really do to take away the pain.  I finally understand what she meant when my Mom used to tell me that she wished she could be sick instead of me when I was little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) His random crying fits that last for 20 minutes and have no discernible cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) No sleep! Getting up every two hours at night with a crying boy who can't be soothed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Fevers! I hate it when James has a fever. Fever's scare me and make my little boy act like a zombie, I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we've been battling what turned out to be a throat infection (not strep, thank goodness, just a sore throat) and a fever for the past few days but it looks like James is finally on the mend. After two bad nights of sleep and two hard feverish days James is sleeping through the night again and appears to be back to his normal self.  I'm looking forward to a nice weekend with a happy boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3328501879903211680?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3328501879903211680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/sick-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3328501879903211680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3328501879903211680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/sick-boy.html' title='Sick Boy'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5003672781274179425</id><published>2009-06-22T11:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:02:02.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a boy!</title><content type='html'>Well it's official, we are a family of boys...for now anyway. We had our ultrasound this morning and got to see our new little guy and all his parts. Baby #2 appears to be healthy and active with a big ole tummy just like his big brother James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have a name yet, although we probably won't share that until #2 arrives, but we're overjoyed at the news of another son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so honored that the Lord has given us another little man to raise and shepherd. I pray that this little guy will grow to be a mighty man of God who follows Jesus and serves others before himself. I pray that he grows to be a strong but humble man and a wonderful father just like his own Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, we are a boy household for sure, bring on the trucks, swords and army men!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5003672781274179425?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5003672781274179425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-boy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5003672781274179425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5003672781274179425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a boy!'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1385866353003291431</id><published>2009-06-22T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:41:32.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>James is asleep and I am anxiously awaiting our doctor's appt this morning where we get to see our new little miracle on screen and hopefully find out if we have another sweet boy on our hands or a little beauty of a girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quiet in our house, Ryan is off at work and all I can hear is a bird outside my window and the subtle humming of my computer. Everything is very still, sort of like in a movie when you know something really big is about to happen but for the moment the screen is silent and the scene is still. That's how I feel. Something really big is about to happen, we're about to meet our newest child, our newest gift from the Lord, but in this moment just stillness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am pregnant, I can look down and see my growing belly and feel the slight aches and pains that come with my changing form but it dawned on me yesterday at church that I still don't really believe it. I can't really comprehend that our little three person family is going to look different in just a few months. I am overjoyed of course, in fact every time I see a baby now I feel warm inside knowing I will have another one soon, but a piece of me doesn't fully understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if I am totally honest, a tiny part of me is a little bit sad...but just a tiny part. James has been my sidekick for the past 15 months and we have become pretty used to our routine and our dynamic, and that's all about to change. Although I couldn't imagine James being an only child, nor would I want to only have one child, I am a little sad that our alone time is about to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as with everything in life, things have to change and really what a wonderful change, right?! A new baby, boy or girl, is an amazing gift. I can already see the excitement in Ryan's eyes when we talk about holding our newest little one (he loves babies) and remember how precious it was to hold and cuddle James at that age. I also can't wait to see James as a big brother and watch our family grow and change. We are all going to learn a lot from this new baby and I can't wait to see what that looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I praise Jesus for our new little one and anxiously await his or her arrival into our lives. I'll try to post this afternoon as well to let you all know what kind of baby we have this time around but I'm putting my money on another sweet boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1385866353003291431?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1385866353003291431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1385866353003291431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1385866353003291431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1507262333400368211</id><published>2009-06-18T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:40:25.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our morning told through the eyes of James</title><content type='html'>*Wake up, look around the room 6:45 am *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Da da da, roaaaar, tttttt, chchchchchch...."  Maybe I'll roll around a bit and make some more noise so they'll come get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mom enters the room 6:50 am*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that noise, someone just turned off my fan! Oh it's the yellow haired Dada. *Big smile* I like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Diaper change*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey crazy lady, what are you doing taking off my pants! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa there's a lion on my pants! "ROOOOAAAR!" Oh and a monkey! "AHH AHHH AHH."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now that you've taken the diaper off I feel kind of free. Oh yeah, and there's that thing down there that's so fun to grab...wait no, don't put the diaper back on, ahhhhhhh, you always ruin my fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that, oh yeah it's the dark haired Dada. *Big smile* I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Later in the morning after Ryan left for work*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the yellow haired Dada keep trying to get me to call her Mama, is she crazy, her name's Dada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie: "James can you say Ma Ma? MMMMAAAA, MMMMAAA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James: "Dada."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie: "Ugh, well you'll get it some day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Later in the morning while I vacuum.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is she doing? Ooooohhhhh she has that fun red machine that makes all the noise, I love that thing....and I'm also kind of terrified of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (high pitched scream)." It got too close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what's that thing doing? Oh no it's eating all the cheerios that I specifically left on the floor for later, hey you big bully I was going to eat those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh (another high pitched scream)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to go play in the other room if that's how things are going to be. Harrumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And that's been our morning told through the eyes of James.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1507262333400368211?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1507262333400368211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-morning-told-through-eyes-of-james.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1507262333400368211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1507262333400368211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-morning-told-through-eyes-of-james.html' title='Our morning told through the eyes of James'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-824202992115845893</id><published>2009-06-16T17:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:51:32.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ball Fun</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the blog silence folks, life has been good but busy. I'll try to post a substantial update on our little family in a day or two but for now here's a video of our little guy to  tide you over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c8c9bcdf98f0a983" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8c9bcdf98f0a983%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330146573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D646E0C03C91C312CEA7D6D1438818A11FF6E4BC4.1C78E46002A8F25627529DB0A7F6D3A7B5EACB74%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8c9bcdf98f0a983%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZ5Uxdvs1fJO1IfYPr4HlDE7q9Dc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8c9bcdf98f0a983%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330146573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D646E0C03C91C312CEA7D6D1438818A11FF6E4BC4.1C78E46002A8F25627529DB0A7F6D3A7B5EACB74%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8c9bcdf98f0a983%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZ5Uxdvs1fJO1IfYPr4HlDE7q9Dc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-824202992115845893?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c8c9bcdf98f0a983&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/824202992115845893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/ball-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/824202992115845893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/824202992115845893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/ball-fun.html' title='Ball Fun'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1301502966211625349</id><published>2009-06-04T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:00:10.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Cute</title><content type='html'>James and I visited the Connolly family earlier this week to see their new baby boy and James had a fabulous time playing Elias. Here are a few shots of them hugging. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343672126086633890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SiiJfJeM2aI/AAAAAAAACu4/BeKOC6wKXuo/s400/James+and+Elias+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343671985846256338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SiiJW_CSgtI/AAAAAAAACuw/LC1mEc3CvHo/s400/James+and+Elias+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343671852696744050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SiiJPPA-MHI/AAAAAAAACuo/owpNnI73D_w/s400/James+and+Elias+003.jpg" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SiiJfJeM2aI/AAAAAAAACu4/BeKOC6wKXuo/s72-c/James+and+Elias+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5745454239465020341</id><published>2009-06-01T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:40:24.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>James keeps on learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Smarty pants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-abf9695684907abb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" 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href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5745454239465020341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/james-keeps-on-learning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5745454239465020341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5745454239465020341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/james-keeps-on-learning.html' title='James keeps on learning'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8531648956064517073</id><published>2009-05-29T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:22:40.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington Husky Boy</title><content type='html'>Here's James in his UW Husky gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341359191915820018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SiBR4qPo8_I/AAAAAAAACug/NvU68Y1T9A8/s400/UW+Boy+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341358352963203666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/05/washington-husky-boy.html' title='Washington Husky Boy'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SiBR4qPo8_I/AAAAAAAACug/NvU68Y1T9A8/s72-c/UW+Boy+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3494083948500482998</id><published>2009-05-28T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:24:32.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Safety Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just taught this to James. Safety first!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d496b3069e72bcac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd496b3069e72bcac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330146574%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D7EB5CA2E92E639AAD3D61D4212C8DED020C322.8C75861DAEEA269D1A4DC599A96A25E3F4E3C8A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd496b3069e72bcac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_P5eOq0c71wnH009ReWBA4JN1kc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d496b3069e72bcac&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3494083948500482998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/05/safety-boy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3494083948500482998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3494083948500482998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/05/safety-boy.html' title='Safety Boy'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-2701240071588139582</id><published>2009-05-22T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:43:45.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here's a video we shot over mother's day weekend of James having his first ice cream cone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9c6d458566710af5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/2701240071588139582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/05/ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/2701240071588139582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/2701240071588139582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/05/ice-cream.html' title='Ice Cream'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-905538119356190691</id><published>2009-05-21T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:23:29.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Weeks</title><content type='html'>So this time around (with this baby) I am going to try to do a better job of posting pictures of my belly so you can all see the progress of our newest little miracle. I'm officially showing now, although my pants have been tight for some time, so here's a shot of my belly at 14 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338389944927267570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/ShXFXvPoKvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/dwIjYP-Dygw/s400/Preggo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And just for fun here's a shot of James today at the end of lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338390869025328482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/ShXGNhxxjWI/AAAAAAAACtY/dooxe3JTZcs/s400/Lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/ShXFXvPoKvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/dwIjYP-Dygw/s72-c/Preggo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-7142538918250379561</id><published>2009-05-20T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:30:05.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Boy</title><content type='html'>Here's James' first attempt at using a spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7d4ad4eba22f7e5a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" 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href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/7142538918250379561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/05/eating-boy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7142538918250379561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7142538918250379561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/05/eating-boy.html' title='Eating Boy'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1116833546336693155</id><published>2009-05-15T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:24:10.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please pray for our sweet friends</title><content type='html'>We have found amazing friends in Shawn and Kalle Stinson and right now they need your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://shawnandkalle.blogspot.com/2009/05/searing-loss-and-deep-joy.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read about their precious baby boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1116833546336693155?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1116833546336693155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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The munchkin has really taken to this walking thing and he's starting to be a little more vocal which has been unexpected but really cool at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To date James can say the following things: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All done (which sounds like ada)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hi (he rarely says this word because he prefers waving but I've heard it a few times)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nana (this is more of a sounds he makes however one of his grandmas is called Nana so I'm hoping he'll make the connection soon and know what he's saying.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roar (when we ask him what a lion says, he also makes a monkey noise when we ask what a monkey says but I'm not sure how to spell that one)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ba ba (when asked what a sheep says)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mama* This one gets an asterisk because he has actually said this word a number of times but he doesn't know what it means. In fact Ryan figured out earlier this week that James thinks my name is Dada too, ugh! So I'm trying to retrain him...he'll get this one day, right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I got laid off last week so I am unemployed for at least two months at the end of which my company says they will (probably) bring me back at a different pay rate and with fewer duties. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1796008414551233017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/04/burrito-boy.html' title='Burrito Boy'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/Sfoziy1WRTI/AAAAAAAACsY/NvZX73lC1z0/s72-c/Burrito+Boy+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-7435875019027311457</id><published>2009-04-26T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:49:44.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Proof that James will soon be a walker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3128d257fefb06f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/7435875019027311457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/04/walking-boy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7435875019027311457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7435875019027311457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/04/walking-boy.html' title='Walking Boy'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5027812182311304511</id><published>2009-04-26T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:11:40.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few reasons....</title><content type='html'>...why I love our church. In no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Child Care: No matter who is working in the nursery, they always remember James and a few of them get really excited when they see that he's coming in. I love that these ladies love our son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Relationships: Ryan and I have made some of the deepest friendships of our lives with people who love and serve Jesus at this church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Community: Unless we are called to move somewhere else, our children will grow up with a community of loving, Godly people who have the same values that we do and are raising their children as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Teaching: The teaching is Jesus centered and does not stray from scripture. Our pastors preach and teach the truth of the bible so that we can all grow closer to Jesus and glorify God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;JESUS&lt;/strong&gt;: Our pastors aren't afraid of talking about sin, Satan and hell. We are confronted on a weekly basis with the fact that we are all sinners and none of us are worthy of entering the kingdom of God. We are taught, as the bible very clearly states, that the ONLY way to heaven is through belief in Jesus Christ and that there is a real hell for those who don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, we just got back from church and I am just so thankful for Jesus right now and what he did for me, that he saved me from my self and from hell, that I had to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5027812182311304511?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5027812182311304511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/04/few-reasons.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5027812182311304511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5027812182311304511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/04/few-reasons.html' title='A few reasons....'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
