<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 18:51:42 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The Hubcaps</title><description>A family of 4 plus their fluffy mutt share their adventures and day to day activities.  Dad is the cook, Mom avoids cooking, Madeline is always perceptive and looking for an opportunity and Lillian is along for the ride using her brown eyes to her advantage.</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-3705066599074963238</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 04:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-27T23:37:23.051-06:00</atom:updated><title>Snow</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-57062b3112fb45b0" 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 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-3705066599074963238?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-186131898539844472</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 04:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-27T22:40:14.202-06:00</atom:updated><title>Truly a White Christmas!</title><description>The morning after Christmas we decided to get out of the house.  Let It Snow Let It Snow was as true this Christmas as ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szg1wbFKuFI/AAAAAAAAAqM/o5Lv_6JjKVg/s1600-h/IMG_1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420141257559816274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szg1wbFKuFI/AAAAAAAAAqM/o5Lv_6JjKVg/s320/IMG_1088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark, Madeline, Pat, Lillian, and Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szg1wC7FDTI/AAAAAAAAAqE/m_VdCvDElaI/s1600-h/IMG_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420141251075050802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szg1wC7FDTI/AAAAAAAAAqE/m_VdCvDElaI/s320/IMG_1083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pat helping Lillian through the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szg1vs_v4sI/AAAAAAAAAp8/J0mcQed7Qto/s1600-h/IMG_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420141245189055170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szg1vs_v4sI/AAAAAAAAAp8/J0mcQed7Qto/s320/IMG_1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szg1vQ5PSrI/AAAAAAAAAp0/DON8JDmfPk8/s1600-h/IMG_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420141237645560498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szg1vQ5PSrI/AAAAAAAAAp0/DON8JDmfPk8/s320/IMG_1070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Biscuit loves the stuff.  Can'get enough.  It swallows him but he plows right through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szg1vGSyC-I/AAAAAAAAAps/oI6astvGybQ/s1600-h/IMG_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420141234799905762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szg1vGSyC-I/AAAAAAAAAps/oI6astvGybQ/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lillian trying to figure out how to make it down the path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-186131898539844472?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/truly-white-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szg1wbFKuFI/AAAAAAAAAqM/o5Lv_6JjKVg/s72-c/IMG_1088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-7402098034828322004</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 03:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-27T22:27:55.495-06:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas Day!!</title><description>The faces say it all.  Even though we did not make it to church Christmas was held in our hearts. We have been warm and cozy and well taken care of.  MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgojwdOcPI/AAAAAAAAApk/V8Y96qFCAcY/s1600-h/IMG_1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420126746308407538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgojwdOcPI/AAAAAAAAApk/V8Y96qFCAcY/s320/IMG_1054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgojgZzabI/AAAAAAAAApc/Fo4l6zbmrDA/s1600-h/IMG_1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420126741999086002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgojgZzabI/AAAAAAAAApc/Fo4l6zbmrDA/s320/IMG_1041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgojerGvAI/AAAAAAAAApU/BCMVVUtw0MA/s1600-h/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420126741534784514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgojerGvAI/AAAAAAAAApU/BCMVVUtw0MA/s320/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgojDgYqNI/AAAAAAAAApM/AEPXp5JTpIs/s1600-h/IMG_1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420126734242064594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgojDgYqNI/AAAAAAAAApM/AEPXp5JTpIs/s320/IMG_1033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szgoirv8JiI/AAAAAAAAApE/obYYk7yElAg/s1600-h/IMG_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420126727864854050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szgoirv8JiI/AAAAAAAAApE/obYYk7yElAg/s320/IMG_1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-7402098034828322004?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgojwdOcPI/AAAAAAAAApk/V8Y96qFCAcY/s72-c/IMG_1054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-8304893248015421170</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 03:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-27T21:27:56.136-06:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas Eve</title><description>We arrived at Grandma and Grandpa's house 24 earlier than first planned to try to avoid getting caught in weather.  We were successful but Lillian was very sure that meant Christmas was the next day.  She was relentless and Grandma being a sucker agreed the girls could open their gifts from them Christmas Eve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgjHB28YDI/AAAAAAAAAo8/T0XVYXZbvu4/s1600-h/IMG_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420120755205333042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgjHB28YDI/AAAAAAAAAo8/T0XVYXZbvu4/s320/IMG_1005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After Santa had paid a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgjGwsb6jI/AAAAAAAAAo0/DFUL1_YvKb0/s1600-h/IMG_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420120750597859890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgjGwsb6jI/AAAAAAAAAo0/DFUL1_YvKb0/s320/IMG_1001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thei girls with thier new dolls and matching p.j. made by Grandma Pat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgjGb65GCI/AAAAAAAAAos/UZXF4ckpEVY/s1600-h/IMG_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420120745021347874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgjGb65GCI/AAAAAAAAAos/UZXF4ckpEVY/s320/IMG_0996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lillian thrilled with her Bitty Twins. Named Abby and Tabby.  None of us can tell them apart.  Lillian has it figured out.  Whichever one she hands to you first is Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgjGDS5TEI/AAAAAAAAAok/-z_ldn0WnL0/s1600-h/IMG_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420120738411138114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgjGDS5TEI/AAAAAAAAAok/-z_ldn0WnL0/s320/IMG_0989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madeline seeing her doll.  It looks like her so aply named Madeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgjFp3j9DI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Uraph-lO6Dk/s1600-h/IMG_0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420120731585606706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgjFp3j9DI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Uraph-lO6Dk/s320/IMG_0985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little out of focus but Grandma helping Lillian carry the "very big box".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-8304893248015421170?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgjHB28YDI/AAAAAAAAAo8/T0XVYXZbvu4/s72-c/IMG_1005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-2072636078806147645</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 01:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-27T21:06:07.945-06:00</atom:updated><title>Concert</title><description>Over Christmas Break Madeline is suppose to play for 12 people.  Since we have been snowed in she has only played for a fraction of those.  So I thought I would post this and then if the people who have not heard her play could leave a post then that would count!! 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She had taken a few lessons last spring but didn't keep it up and then tried again this fall and took off!! She loves it.  Merry Christmas!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-2072636078806147645?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/concert.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-3530610259462407416</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 01:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-27T19:37:36.887-06:00</atom:updated><title>Sunday School Program</title><description>After Santa we ran home ate supper, put dresses back on and headed off to the Sunday School Program.  Lillian was slightly put out that she didn't get to take part.  Next year.  Madeline made a good Angel and Ithought it was a fitting part that will hopefully make her reflect on the spirit of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgLVt29KOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/0pd9wSlRkyU/s1600-h/IMG_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420094619255646434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgLVt29KOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/0pd9wSlRkyU/s320/IMG_0972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgLVIfb_II/AAAAAAAAAoM/z2IfduqqvJE/s1600-h/IMG_0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420094609224891522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgLVIfb_II/AAAAAAAAAoM/z2IfduqqvJE/s320/IMG_0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-3530610259462407416?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-school-program.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgLVt29KOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/0pd9wSlRkyU/s72-c/IMG_0972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-8425052410296938876</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 01:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-27T19:31:08.847-06:00</atom:updated><title>Santa</title><description>The after Lillian's preschool program Madeline had her Sunday School Christmas program and we finally made it see Santa Claus.  What a jolly old elf he is.  He proved to be worthy of all the kids respent as he knew their teachers.  Later when conferring with other mom's and dad's we found out Santa really did know each child's teacher and/or principal. Lillian was very excited and gave Santa a hug for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgJYDIVLtI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zhZkB50g9o0/s1600-h/IMG_0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420092460302151378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgJYDIVLtI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zhZkB50g9o0/s320/IMG_0960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgJXvyTLcI/AAAAAAAAAn8/WwE4ORUyxVU/s1600-h/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420092455109471682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgJXvyTLcI/AAAAAAAAAn8/WwE4ORUyxVU/s320/IMG_0958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgJXcUqWAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/VoMty8JnFJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420092449884887042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgJXcUqWAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/VoMty8JnFJ0/s320/IMG_0953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgJXHNq9tI/AAAAAAAAAns/i174YausTdI/s1600-h/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420092444218422994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgJXHNq9tI/AAAAAAAAAns/i174YausTdI/s320/IMG_0947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-8425052410296938876?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgJYDIVLtI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zhZkB50g9o0/s72-c/IMG_0960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-4877688519175120634</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 00:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-27T19:18:33.908-06:00</atom:updated><title>More Christmas Preperations and Celebrations</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgG2qF2HPI/AAAAAAAAAnk/DOfEE1tYkmk/s1600-h/IMG_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420089687621901554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgG2qF2HPI/AAAAAAAAAnk/DOfEE1tYkmk/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How is this pose?&lt;br /&gt;Lillian's Preschool Program was next. This was her first Christmas program of any type. She was very excited. She had been practicing some of the songs for weeks aroudn the house. These pictures were loaded in reverse order because my blogging skills are a bit rusty. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In attendance for her debut was Grandpa and Grandma H. and neighbors,adopted grandparents, Don and Gaylene. She was surprised by the bright lights and squinted most of the program but once she found us in the crowd she lit up like a Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf4GL6H-nI/AAAAAAAAAnc/f70vaYusGOc/s1600-h/IMG_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420073461723167346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf4GL6H-nI/AAAAAAAAAnc/f70vaYusGOc/s320/IMG_0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lillian and her friend Jaren. We hear about Jaren every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf4Fyf9_PI/AAAAAAAAAnU/B1SZqXFN2a8/s1600-h/IMG_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420073454902574322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf4Fyf9_PI/AAAAAAAAAnU/B1SZqXFN2a8/s320/IMG_0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She found us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf4FhQI28I/AAAAAAAAAnM/cv-ctv_9UiI/s1600-h/IMG_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420073450272775106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf4FhQI28I/AAAAAAAAAnM/cv-ctv_9UiI/s320/IMG_0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bright Lights make eyes squint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf4E1eXqVI/AAAAAAAAAm8/1HOd8eNMg84/s1600-h/IMG_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420073438521305426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf4E1eXqVI/AAAAAAAAAm8/1HOd8eNMg84/s320/IMG_0892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking good is hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NEXT......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-4877688519175120634?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-christmas-preperations-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SzgG2qF2HPI/AAAAAAAAAnk/DOfEE1tYkmk/s72-c/IMG_0896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-4209872439345905336</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Dec 2009 23:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-27T18:03:45.416-06:00</atom:updated><title>Chatching up!!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf1AV97QiI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Oc92CjsJHns/s1600-h/IMG_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420070062809367074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf1AV97QiI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Oc92CjsJHns/s320/IMG_0885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madeline grooving and dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf1AEx7n7I/AAAAAAAAAms/xPJAto2I2Ho/s1600-h/IMG_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420070058195656626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf1AEx7n7I/AAAAAAAAAms/xPJAto2I2Ho/s320/IMG_0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very Excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again I have let too much time go between posts. You would have thought I would have had lots of time the last few days to such things!! We have been snowed in at Mark and Pat's since last Wednesday. We arrived Tuesday night in a successful attempt to avoid getting stuck at home for Christmas, now the tric appears to be getting home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are all doing fine and have enjoyed our stay at Grandma and Grandpa's. Can't believe another year has passed. It was filled with ups and downs for us but all in all are doing just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We miss seeing alot of our friends. Seems like illness kept us from seeing people in September and October and November flew past. December was filled with activity that kept us close to home and now weather has prevented us seeing friends. Hopefully January will allow for more visits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so much to share. I'm going to start with Madeline's 2nd grade Lost Creek Elementary School program. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-4209872439345905336?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/chatching-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Szf1AV97QiI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Oc92CjsJHns/s72-c/IMG_0885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-2070402903116190472</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 04:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-03T22:27:50.796-06:00</atom:updated><title>A glimpse into Lillian's days.</title><description>The following is an email I received from our sitter a couple of weeks ago.  It made me giggle at work which is always good.  L stand for Lillian and K stands for her friend.  The following comments were made my the sitter.  I just thought I'd share.  I wish I had a picture of Lillian's face that she made.  I can just imagine what it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L- I’m very mad at you&lt;br /&gt;K- why&lt;br /&gt;L- You don’t let me be the mom&lt;br /&gt;K- I am the mom&lt;br /&gt;L-you can’t be a mom you are a boy&lt;br /&gt;L- I’m mad&lt;br /&gt;K-okay&lt;br /&gt;L- if you don’t let me be the mom tomorrow, I’m not going to be happy&lt;br /&gt;K- Want to play with your monkey?&lt;br /&gt;L-yes.&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny.She was trying so hard to tell him how she was feeling and why she was angry with him and he was just a typical male…”okay”….then a change of subject.  Conveniently, they are both young enough that neither really care or remember what they were angry about 5 minutes ago and they can just carry on with their day.  I got a good laugh (to myself of course).  I was very proud of Lillian for explaining, or trying as hard as she could, her emotions to Kaden!  Good GIRL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-2070402903116190472?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/glimpse-into-lillians-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-1954735547018930437</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 01:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-02T20:05:28.278-06:00</atom:updated><title>Fun with Aunt Uncle Ted, and Austin</title><description>We traveled to my sisters for Thanksgiving. It had been a year since any of us had been to the west end of the state. The girls were thrilled to be going until 4 hours into the car ride which made the last 2 to 3 hours very long. Overall though they are good little travelers. They were even better on the way home because they both spent the majority of the time resting. I guess they wore the puppy out but the puppy must have worn them out!&lt;br /&gt;The day after Thanksgiving we all went out to the fairgrounds where Uncle Ted and Austin taught the girls how to shoot archery and a BB gun. The adults got in on the action as well. Needless to say I was a little over dressed in my red paten shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madeline focused on her target. Uncle Ted helping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcXrPmIS2I/AAAAAAAAAmg/mbQGeuLish0/s1600-h/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410819508997213026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcXrPmIS2I/AAAAAAAAAmg/mbQGeuLish0/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think the BB gun was taller than she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcXq3TYEWI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TkqQ_nnRjR0/s1600-h/IMG_0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410819502476104034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcXq3TYEWI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TkqQ_nnRjR0/s320/IMG_0847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Savvy chasing down prey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcXqerz2jI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/8m_vh-9SLHA/s1600-h/IMG_0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410819495867701810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcXqerz2jI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/8m_vh-9SLHA/s320/IMG_0852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Serious at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcVWiIpxTI/AAAAAAAAAmI/bFwshpFLXI8/s1600-h/IMG_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410816954173343026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcVWiIpxTI/AAAAAAAAAmI/bFwshpFLXI8/s320/IMG_0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somehow Eric missed the red shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcVWNRuuJI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ChL06kDNVno/s1600-h/IMG_0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410816948574271634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcVWNRuuJI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ChL06kDNVno/s320/IMG_0843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madeline taking aim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcVVQt-lFI/AAAAAAAAAl4/PK92kCCIboU/s1600-h/IMG_0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410816932318188626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcVVQt-lFI/AAAAAAAAAl4/PK92kCCIboU/s320/IMG_0832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-1954735547018930437?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/fun-with-aunt-uncle-ted-and-austin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcXrPmIS2I/AAAAAAAAAmg/mbQGeuLish0/s72-c/IMG_0865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-2484985247354074610</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 01:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-02T19:16:51.113-06:00</atom:updated><title>Savvy, Austin's new lab (a.k.a the girls new love)</title><description>Austin, my 13 year old nephew received his Christmas present early.  A Chocolate Lab, Savvy.  The girls mauled the poor puppy the whole weekend.  She tried to find safety under the coffee table but would be dragged out before she could get settled.  She is adorable.  When Lillian saw the pictures tonight she asked when we would see Savvy again.  I explained that Savvy would be bigger next time we see her.  This brought tears and pleads that she not get bigger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcQCHh1_gI/AAAAAAAAAlw/JAqwFGjQjqc/s1600-h/IMG_0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410811105875721730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcQCHh1_gI/AAAAAAAAAlw/JAqwFGjQjqc/s320/IMG_0829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcQBqEjYqI/AAAAAAAAAlo/bhfNgc5EnJQ/s1600-h/IMG_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410811097968239266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcQBqEjYqI/AAAAAAAAAlo/bhfNgc5EnJQ/s320/IMG_0826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-2484985247354074610?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/12/savvy-austins-new-lab-aka-girls-new.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SxcQCHh1_gI/AAAAAAAAAlw/JAqwFGjQjqc/s72-c/IMG_0829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-7049354407341710906</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 21:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T17:18:51.080-06:00</atom:updated><title>Trick-Or-Treat</title><description>We had a great time.  The weather was beautiful. The girls didn't have to even wear coats over their costumes.  Grandpa and Grandpa Hudnall were with us for the day.  Pat, the girls and I went to an auction in the morning and then I made chili with corn bread for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;The costumes were dreamed of by Madeline.  She came up with the idea to be Cincerella before and after the ball.  Madeline helped grandma pick out fabric scraps for patches and helped sew them on.  Madeline even thought of the idea to use a scrub bucket to collect her candy.  She enjoyed having me put "dust" on her face, apron, and kerchief.  She was a little disappointed when people didn't know who she was but was thrilled when somone "got it". &lt;br /&gt;Lillian was a very pretty Cinderella who lost her slipper on the way home.  Actually they both lost slippers on their way home. &lt;br /&gt;Eli made a visit at the end of the night.  He had asked if he could come see Lillian in her costume and she was excited for his visit.  Cinderella gave a peck on his cheek when he left!!   Julie, his mom said he was singing "Lillian is my girlfriend, before they came. Lillian was singing "Eli is my boyfriend", before they came.  My hair is turning grey because of all this "love".  But, they are cute:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4SLbO_SzI/AAAAAAAAAlg/6xNdeEsHXqo/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399272990762289970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4SLbO_SzI/AAAAAAAAAlg/6xNdeEsHXqo/s320/IMG_0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Cinderella" before the ball and at the ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4Q3-GhWyI/AAAAAAAAAlY/hn_fOo99NVg/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399271557013003042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4Q3-GhWyI/AAAAAAAAAlY/hn_fOo99NVg/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4K351LMMI/AAAAAAAAAlA/h8zGJ6q1wYs/s1600-h/IMG_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399264958796738754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4K351LMMI/AAAAAAAAAlA/h8zGJ6q1wYs/s320/IMG_0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting treats at Allie's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4K3aP2UZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/-QZZQaKzDv0/s1600-h/IMG_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399264950318682514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4K3aP2UZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/-QZZQaKzDv0/s320/IMG_0783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa and Eric's pumpkin carving skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4JhiFvdQI/AAAAAAAAAkw/MJVQeEjjyJM/s1600-h/IMG_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399263474955023618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4JhiFvdQI/AAAAAAAAAkw/MJVQeEjjyJM/s320/IMG_0784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best buds.  Quite the duo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4JhFtNigI/AAAAAAAAAko/Qj8wYWQB0dA/s1600-h/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399263467335944706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4JhFtNigI/AAAAAAAAAko/Qj8wYWQB0dA/s320/IMG_0785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline showing Grandpa how to wear his cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love, Hudnalls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-7049354407341710906?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su4SLbO_SzI/AAAAAAAAAlg/6xNdeEsHXqo/s72-c/IMG_0778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-5840821722615573471</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 21:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T15:22:39.771-06:00</atom:updated><title>Tea Time</title><description>When it was  mom and dad's turn to be sick the girls entertained them selves with a tea party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su37qmJSQsI/AAAAAAAAAkg/yVndxNn2tac/s1600-h/IMG_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399248237499663042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su37qmJSQsI/AAAAAAAAAkg/yVndxNn2tac/s320/IMG_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su37qCbn8aI/AAAAAAAAAkY/KLgAvQefT6Y/s1600-h/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399248227912905122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su37qCbn8aI/AAAAAAAAAkY/KLgAvQefT6Y/s320/IMG_0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-5840821722615573471?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/11/tea-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su37qmJSQsI/AAAAAAAAAkg/yVndxNn2tac/s72-c/IMG_0777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-558771026353025630</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 20:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T15:00:59.263-06:00</atom:updated><title>Picking Pumpkins</title><description>On a rare weekend that one of us wasn't sick we traveled to Grandma and Grandpa Hudnalls.  Even though the weather was a tad bit chilly we found a little pumpkin patch.  The girls had fun pickin out their pumpkins and finding gourds to puchase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su32ZbfgMdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/sNzNmm3QcHE/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399242445024145874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su32ZbfgMdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/sNzNmm3QcHE/s320/IMG_0775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su32ZPnOOoI/AAAAAAAAAj4/HDluMQ56SEw/s1600-h/IMG_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399242441835297410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su32ZPnOOoI/AAAAAAAAAj4/HDluMQ56SEw/s320/IMG_0773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su32YhfE1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/e0cXjPcb4DY/s1600-h/IMG_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399242429453096754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su32YhfE1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/e0cXjPcb4DY/s320/IMG_0772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su32YJWDUSI/AAAAAAAAAjo/4xpQaPzZGzo/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399242422972797218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su32YJWDUSI/AAAAAAAAAjo/4xpQaPzZGzo/s320/IMG_0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-558771026353025630?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/11/picking-pumpkins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su32ZbfgMdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/sNzNmm3QcHE/s72-c/IMG_0775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-1274843621310201455</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 20:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T14:45:07.729-06:00</atom:updated><title>Lillian's Birthday</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su3yUXqEJbI/AAAAAAAAAjg/e3aByRP6mm0/s1600-h/IMG_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399237960048846258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su3yUXqEJbI/AAAAAAAAAjg/e3aByRP6mm0/s320/IMG_0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The princesses are playing Duck, Duck, Goose.  Lillian and Eli made sure they were sitting next to each other, as close as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su3yThG403I/AAAAAAAAAjY/2QMWmjMaAYk/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399237945405789042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su3yThG403I/AAAAAAAAAjY/2QMWmjMaAYk/s320/IMG_0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready for cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su3yTbEavDI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/wOrytIHf-Ck/s1600-h/IMG_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399237943784815666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su3yTbEavDI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/wOrytIHf-Ck/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ready for the party to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su3ySwTOZII/AAAAAAAAAjI/xWZe9efmRCk/s1600-h/IMG_0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399237932304196738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su3ySwTOZII/AAAAAAAAAjI/xWZe9efmRCk/s320/IMG_0723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying the cake before it's baked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's a little late but thought I would try to catch everyone up on the happenings around here. Last month Lillian turned four. She had a princess party with one prince, Eli. He was a the honorary knight. We had to postpose the birthday party for one week because she had been sick. We've spent quite a bit of time this past month and a half with someone being sick. Hopefully we can put that behind us for a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-1274843621310201455?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/11/lillians-birthday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Su3yUXqEJbI/AAAAAAAAAjg/e3aByRP6mm0/s72-c/IMG_0770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-7934961645264025227</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 01:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-28T20:29:29.505-05:00</atom:updated><title>More Miss Charlotte by Madeline</title><description>After I wrote about Chalotte the other day we took more pictures.  When it was foggy we could see her web.  She was sitting above it waiting for a bug. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SsFiBCA4Z_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/sKqnEM9T0Zw/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694399171782642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SsFiBCA4Z_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/sKqnEM9T0Zw/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SsFiAprnRLI/AAAAAAAAAi4/pJ4-B_CGBEE/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694392640128178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SsFiAprnRLI/AAAAAAAAAi4/pJ4-B_CGBEE/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SsFiABJg4qI/AAAAAAAAAiw/bHdLIoOP4NU/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694381759685282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SsFiABJg4qI/AAAAAAAAAiw/bHdLIoOP4NU/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-7934961645264025227?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-miss-charlotte-by-madeline.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SsFiBCA4Z_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/sKqnEM9T0Zw/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-5546785876532492507</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 00:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-21T20:28:54.384-05:00</atom:updated><title>Miss Charlotte by Madeline and Lillian</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrggOb2JZAI/AAAAAAAAAio/qYW0UyiFxRs/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384088786886550530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrggOb2JZAI/AAAAAAAAAio/qYW0UyiFxRs/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrggN74erHI/AAAAAAAAAig/eWbss_G6TSo/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384088778306399346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrggN74erHI/AAAAAAAAAig/eWbss_G6TSo/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrggNKnDHzI/AAAAAAAAAiY/FeaRv5adQbw/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384088765079953202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrggNKnDHzI/AAAAAAAAAiY/FeaRv5adQbw/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our spider, Charlotte. Charlotte is our pet spider. We found her on the corner of our house. She makes lots of webs. A few weeks ago she made a web on one side of the garage and then she made some more on the other side of the garage. She makes new webs when it gets all gunky. When we wake up and leave in the morning we look at her web. She sits in the middle and when we get close she crawls up to her hiding spot. Her hiding spot is the curve of our garage. For a couple of days we couldn't find her. Then Saturday Madeline saw her making this new web. We were very excited to see our friend again. We have seen her eat flies and butterfly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lillian wants to say, "I love Charlotte our pet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Madeline and Lillian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-5546785876532492507?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/09/miss-charlotte-by-madeline-and-lillian.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrggOb2JZAI/AAAAAAAAAio/qYW0UyiFxRs/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-3060344936068395173</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 01:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-16T20:16:24.349-05:00</atom:updated><title>Lillian's First Day of Dance.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrGNOfkgN0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cqfvrFVUPp0/s1600-h/IMG_0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382238309816743746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrGNOfkgN0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cqfvrFVUPp0/s320/IMG_0720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrGNN6J4YuI/AAAAAAAAAiI/-U0LEOGnrK4/s1600-h/IMG_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382238299772969698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrGNN6J4YuI/AAAAAAAAAiI/-U0LEOGnrK4/s320/IMG_0718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lillian had her first dance lesson Tuesday. She was so excited. She had been counting down the days for quite awhile, asking me, "Is it dance day yet?" every morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TTFN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Delanie&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/341807550382424291-3060344936068395173?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/09/lillians-first-day-of-dance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrGNOfkgN0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cqfvrFVUPp0/s72-c/IMG_0720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-8411347972621487910</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 00:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-15T19:59:56.522-05:00</atom:updated><title>Madeline's Blog</title><description>Hello Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I've ever blogged. I had taken alot of pictures and want to share a few with you. Tonight I chose to show you some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA1mnhg27I/AAAAAAAAAhg/YMjPGon_-vY/s1600-h/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381860492268592050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA1mnhg27I/AAAAAAAAAhg/YMjPGon_-vY/s320/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my friend Clay. He thinks I'm pretty cool. I took this picture of him in his camper at the lake. We were giggling alot. This is his favorite book that he had with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA1mIHeJ_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/qM6oMPQBnI4/s1600-h/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381860483837863922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA1mIHeJ_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/qM6oMPQBnI4/s320/140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are my nieghbors, John and Don. Don lives behind us and John lives beside us. They are very nice. Don teases alot. John shakes his head at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA1lWRLkcI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/jZw38DkVz8g/s1600-h/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381860470456816066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA1lWRLkcI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/jZw38DkVz8g/s320/139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our neighbor Gaylene. She lives behind us with Don. Lillian took this picture of Gaylene and her doll Bitty Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA1kvAqflI/AAAAAAAAAhI/7Fkx7APrXeY/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381860459918556754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA1kvAqflI/AAAAAAAAAhI/7Fkx7APrXeY/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Gaylene's brother, Willis. He was in his truck when I snapped this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA0hOfx0iI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ebO4bUPgFmo/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381859300139455010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA0hOfx0iI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ebO4bUPgFmo/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Bria. Her nose was a little gross in this picture. She doesn't always look like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA0ggNbDpI/AAAAAAAAAg4/rKxWbRzzQhE/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381859287714434706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA0ggNbDpI/AAAAAAAAAg4/rKxWbRzzQhE/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my friend Lexi. It was Easter when I took this picture. We like to hang out and sing Hannah Montana songs. She spends the night sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA0f4ox0dI/AAAAAAAAAgw/_TzAAoudKl8/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381859277091754450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA0f4ox0dI/AAAAAAAAAgw/_TzAAoudKl8/s320/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Paige, Lexi and Bria's sister. Paige is the oldest. She helps me carry my backpack from school. Her mom and my mom say I need to do it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA0fSbtmuI/AAAAAAAAAgo/7AlXxTUb-qQ/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381859266836404962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA0fSbtmuI/AAAAAAAAAgo/7AlXxTUb-qQ/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lillian, my sister, and Reese a few months ago.  This is an example of what can happen when the adults get busy.  They had greasy kid make up everywhere!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TTFN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another entry to follow soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Madeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-8411347972621487910?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/09/madelines-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SrA1mnhg27I/AAAAAAAAAhg/YMjPGon_-vY/s72-c/150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-1536658513072904891</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 03:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T22:22:54.965-05:00</atom:updated><title>Glass</title><description>Saturday after we left the zoo we traveled downtown by the Qwest center the HotShops where our friend Whitney blows glass.  Madeline had her camera and was busy clicking away.  These are some pics she took.  My camera was disabled at this point:).  Not all these pieces are works by Whitney but it gives a good sampling of the items people make.&lt;br /&gt;There are other shops and galleries in the building.  Madeline being intersted in all things art found it all very fascinating.  Even the "inappropriate" picture she found.  OOPS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8HLwftXWI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ANfPG9qWk-0/s1600-h/211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381527978308885858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8HLwftXWI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ANfPG9qWk-0/s320/211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8HLDvATbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ErWKC2hIbTA/s1600-h/210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381527966293446066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8HLDvATbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ErWKC2hIbTA/s320/210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8HKv67KlI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/CrVSmW03G4w/s1600-h/209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381527960974731858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8HKv67KlI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/CrVSmW03G4w/s320/209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381526074117116338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8Fc61A0bI/AAAAAAAAAgI/P7dtsoOq39w/s320/214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381526062794759810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8FcQpjXoI/AAAAAAAAAgA/FCr2uFZF8mw/s320/216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8Fb2aNZ3I/AAAAAAAAAf4/RvizYe2-Hbs/s1600-h/213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381526055751083890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8Fb2aNZ3I/AAAAAAAAAf4/RvizYe2-Hbs/s320/213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-1536658513072904891?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/09/glass.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8HLwftXWI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ANfPG9qWk-0/s72-c/211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-4992141282355986195</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 02:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T22:06:22.838-05:00</atom:updated><title>Out of Darkness Community Walk</title><description>We attended our 2nd suicide prevention and awareness walk on Sunday in Honor of our friend Chad.  Chad died April 12, 2008.  A day that changed all of us in ways that can't be explained.  We all know that each of us has changed but so much is unsaid.  We don't have to say it when we are together we just know it.  Our friends mean so much to us, it can't even be described. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year my cousin lost her best friend to suicide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this last year and half I had no idea how often it occurred.  Suicide is attempted every minute.  Every 15 minutes one dies.  A gaping hole is left in peoples lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had facebooked that I was mad that I had to be at this event.  And this is true but at the same time I am proud and hopeful that the money we raise can bring awareness to this plight.  I came to this ah hah moment when I was talking to Julie before the walk.  I had told her that I was mad that we were present.  And I had mixed thoughts about the purpose of raising the money.  I said, "No amount of money could have changed what happened so suddenly and abruptly".  She reminded me that it's about awareness.  Chad had shown us signs of depression and his wife was desperately trying to piece the puzzle together.  Depression and Chad just didn't seem to fit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enough of my miscellaneous thoughts.  I want to thank all of those who gave donations and know that I and all of our friends appreciate the help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8BtlBNlWI/AAAAAAAAAfw/NWJDuLkk_ho/s1600-h/220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381521962273969506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8BtlBNlWI/AAAAAAAAAfw/NWJDuLkk_ho/s320/220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A small portion of our crew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8BtHerzcI/AAAAAAAAAfo/7AdRvHZcR38/s1600-h/219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381521954344521154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8BtHerzcI/AAAAAAAAAfo/7AdRvHZcR38/s320/219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8BsuyMVYI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ex5HccGPOH8/s1600-h/218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381521947715458434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8BsuyMVYI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ex5HccGPOH8/s320/218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-4992141282355986195?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/09/out-of-darkness-community-walk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq8BtlBNlWI/AAAAAAAAAfw/NWJDuLkk_ho/s72-c/220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-7703718940406902694</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T21:48:18.851-05:00</atom:updated><title>The ZOO</title><description>This past Saturday we took a trip to the zoo.  We were elated to get there.  This was our first trip this year!  The skyfari was alot of fun.  The girls had a blast.  We got to watch the baby orangatangs, hear a tiger roar, watch the seal lions be fed, and see the baby gorilla.  Madeline had a blast taking pics.  I'm going to make a special entry with her pics.  It was a great way to spend an afternoon in September. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq7_C5qcK2I/AAAAAAAAAfY/68JGlag3bWU/s1600-h/IMG_0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381519030057970530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq7_C5qcK2I/AAAAAAAAAfY/68JGlag3bWU/s320/IMG_0714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq7_CWlGYYI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/h_n7_bwNnn4/s1600-h/IMG_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381519020640330114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq7_CWlGYYI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/h_n7_bwNnn4/s320/IMG_0712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq7_B0yiH5I/AAAAAAAAAfI/jmKf3-T-skg/s1600-h/IMG_0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381519011569868690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq7_B0yiH5I/AAAAAAAAAfI/jmKf3-T-skg/s320/IMG_0697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-7703718940406902694?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/09/zoo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/Sq7_C5qcK2I/AAAAAAAAAfY/68JGlag3bWU/s72-c/IMG_0714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-5581527723891946133</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 12:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-28T08:09:33.682-05:00</atom:updated><title>Picture Day</title><description>It's picture day.  I clicked a couple of pics before she left for school and thought I'd share them right quick. &lt;br /&gt;Not much else has been going on.  Just the usual hustle and bustle.  My mom and dad were here Monday night for a quick visit and Madeline and Eric had their first soccer practice together Wednesday.  The both looked pretty happy about it. &lt;br /&gt;I get to drive the new Forester today so Lillian is looking forward to riding in the new car.  She gets a little put out when Eric or I drive the old cars and leave the new one in the garage. &lt;br /&gt;I think we are going to spend the night at the lake and then be home by 10:30 or 11:00 so that I can take the girls to shoe day at dance.  They are both excited to get started with dance in a couple of weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpfVtl7wYdI/AAAAAAAAAfA/cI38OyBkKg8/s1600-h/IMG_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374999659543552466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpfVtl7wYdI/AAAAAAAAAfA/cI38OyBkKg8/s320/IMG_0677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpfVtMEw6OI/AAAAAAAAAe4/IsNSK2wqa58/s1600-h/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374999652602013922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpfVtMEw6OI/AAAAAAAAAe4/IsNSK2wqa58/s320/IMG_0676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpfVsvW8tuI/AAAAAAAAAew/C642L1HByoM/s1600-h/IMG_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374999644893656802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpfVsvW8tuI/AAAAAAAAAew/C642L1HByoM/s320/IMG_0675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Delanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-5581527723891946133?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/08/picture-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpfVtl7wYdI/AAAAAAAAAfA/cI38OyBkKg8/s72-c/IMG_0677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341807550382424291.post-5460435486239634992</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-24T21:42:03.433-05:00</atom:updated><title>Lillian's First Day of Preschool</title><description>Today was Lillian's first day at Beginnings Preschool.  I picked her up from daycare and got her dressed.  She was really excited.  I was doing pretty good.  She was most excited about her new backpack.  She was all smiles until ...... I left and then she looked a little nervous or bewildered.  I was fine until then....that's when I got a little sad.  Not even an hour later the teacher called me at work.  This can not be good!!  As it turns out the teacher just wanted to let me know I paid too much.  Lillian was having a blast.  She was all smiles when I got home.  Madeline and Lillian had a blast comparing notes since Madeline remembers her days at the same preschool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpNNNoOU0DI/AAAAAAAAAeo/WO9xBDUdfMI/s1600-h/IMG_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373723676914274354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpNNNoOU0DI/AAAAAAAAAeo/WO9xBDUdfMI/s320/IMG_0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hugs for mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpNNM11uc6I/AAAAAAAAAeg/6iKBmixP_w0/s1600-h/IMG_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373723663389324194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpNNM11uc6I/AAAAAAAAAeg/6iKBmixP_w0/s320/IMG_0670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpNNMUHm7LI/AAAAAAAAAeY/PhSLY7i0V1w/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373723654337522866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpNNMUHm7LI/AAAAAAAAAeY/PhSLY7i0V1w/s320/IMG_0671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't I cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpNNL9kqfQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Osb2DMerrIc/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373723648285375746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpNNL9kqfQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Osb2DMerrIc/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm going in all by myself!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpNNLRKweLI/AAAAAAAAAeI/P9BTGmW1dJw/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373723636365555890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpNNLRKweLI/AAAAAAAAAeI/P9BTGmW1dJw/s320/IMG_0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, so my ribbon is giving me bunny ears but I'm ready!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341807550382424291-5460435486239634992?l=edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://edmlhudnalls.blogspot.com/2009/08/lillians-first-day-of-preschool.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The Hudcaps)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keXiHvoug90/SpNNNoOU0DI/AAAAAAAAAeo/WO9xBDUdfMI/s72-c/IMG_0668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item></channel></rss>