<?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-1746784775781377664</id><updated>2012-02-09T16:52:00.451-05:00</updated><category term='Aaron'/><category term='school'/><category term='gospel'/><category term='Legacy'/><category term='parenting lessons'/><category term='Family Missions'/><category term='Alisia'/><category term='hope'/><category term='Caleb'/><category term='culture'/><title type='text'>Livin' la vida Garcia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>321</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4940999595868226291</id><published>2012-02-08T15:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T15:56:34.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Yard Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o6CyAk_ktV4/TzLYp8osaEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/iyoyc_JIxXU/s1600/photo31.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o6CyAk_ktV4/TzLYp8osaEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/iyoyc_JIxXU/s320/photo31.JPG" width="230px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been in the mid 50's to 60's this week. We got out the bikes, scooters, basketballs, and footballs almost every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gh6McsECryM/TzLYqhKFNjI/AAAAAAAAAiY/6x9iZ1nigU0/s1600/photo32.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gh6McsECryM/TzLYqhKFNjI/AAAAAAAAAiY/6x9iZ1nigU0/s200/photo32.JPG" width="138px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy for the end of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But definately a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb takes playing sports very seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_gHiqSqXn8/TzFr_DW14nI/AAAAAAAAAho/rfdctVE6yKc/s1600/Image2598.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_gHiqSqXn8/TzFr_DW14nI/AAAAAAAAAho/rfdctVE6yKc/s320/Image2598.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They both love when Papi plays!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been nice to have our yard full of kids again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FETsyzAMQEs/TzF4T28_pII/AAAAAAAAAh0/uzrx35Io5KE/s320/photo.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGGelnXmmhE/TzF4aYiWiuI/AAAAAAAAAh8/-2fg2xwQVPw/s320/photo14.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k31_-lepC5I/TzF4dsC5PmI/AAAAAAAAAeo/p2xydOJk3DA/s1600/photo19.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k31_-lepC5I/TzF4dsC5PmI/AAAAAAAAAeo/p2xydOJk3DA/s320/photo19.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4940999595868226291?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4940999595868226291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4940999595868226291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4940999595868226291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4940999595868226291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2012/02/full-yard-again.html' title='Full Yard Again'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o6CyAk_ktV4/TzLYp8osaEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/iyoyc_JIxXU/s72-c/photo31.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4872387677213761352</id><published>2012-02-01T15:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T15:36:43.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>Healer for the broken</title><content type='html'>I got a text from a friend&amp;nbsp;last night&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;"We got into it again, he&amp;nbsp;started saying horrible mean things, and pushed me.&amp;nbsp;I don't know what to do, I feel so broken." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&amp;nbsp;is a co-worker, dating a Hispanic, and recently found out she is expecting. And for some reason, she has completely opened up with me (maybe because I'm married to one?). Since finding out she's pregnant, they have not been getting along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how my heart breaks for her. I've been lifting them&amp;nbsp;up in prayer whenever God brings them to mind. But sometimes I really don't know what to say. I've invited her to our church, but I don't even know if she is a Christian.&amp;nbsp;She does talk about God, vaguely. Is saying &lt;em&gt;I'll pray for you&lt;/em&gt; really enough? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel has been taking a care-giving class at church for the past few weeks. As I was telling him this burden&amp;nbsp;for my co-worker&amp;nbsp;that has&amp;nbsp;been heavily on my heart, his first reaction was for us to pray for them together and&amp;nbsp;let's invite them over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sure, &lt;/em&gt;I was thinking &lt;em&gt;it'd be nice to spend some time outside of work with her and meet who she's been talking about.&amp;nbsp;Maybe we could watch a movie or play some games and get to know them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Invite them over and let's talk to them and pray&amp;nbsp;with them," he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wow. That's way out of my comfort zone. "You mean confront their brokenness? Talk about their mistakes? Bring the hidden out in the open? Offer to pray&amp;nbsp;with them? Who am I to confront their sin?" I&amp;nbsp;wanted&amp;nbsp;to clarify. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, we were there once too," he answered. "We had struggles and sometimes wondered if our marriage was going to make it. If they want to know what 'the secret' is to a strong marriage, let's be ready to share it with them. We don't have all the answers, but we know where to find them. They feel broken, let's bring them to The Healer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sent her&amp;nbsp;a text back inviting them over. Their story isn't over yet. &lt;em&gt;And neither is mine&amp;nbsp;or yours. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"He heals the broken-hearted and binds up their wonds" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 147:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4872387677213761352?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4872387677213761352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4872387677213761352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4872387677213761352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4872387677213761352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2012/02/healer-for-broken.html' title='Healer for the broken'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-8737275955498757660</id><published>2012-01-17T08:36:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:36:00.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Character</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M9T0Zj1AyhE/TxA4yULHUuI/AAAAAAAAJXA/XSEqDFmSJ-w/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M9T0Zj1AyhE/TxA4yULHUuI/AAAAAAAAJXA/XSEqDFmSJ-w/s320/untitled.bmp" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You can generally read a man’s character in his boy’s face, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and in his boy’s conduct and conversation." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spurgeon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-8737275955498757660?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8737275955498757660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=8737275955498757660&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8737275955498757660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8737275955498757660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2012/01/character.html' title='Character'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M9T0Zj1AyhE/TxA4yULHUuI/AAAAAAAAJXA/XSEqDFmSJ-w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-8734234930276667427</id><published>2012-01-13T09:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T14:23:31.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmalyn Elizabeth Puffenbarger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DkNJTRtvAE/TxA4r_fhEaI/AAAAAAAAJWk/rfaPf01pnF0/s1600/IMG_1771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DkNJTRtvAE/TxA4r_fhEaI/AAAAAAAAJWk/rfaPf01pnF0/s320/IMG_1771.JPG" style="cursor: move;" unselectable="on" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Let me introduce you to my new beautiful neice. &lt;br /&gt;You've GOT to check out Emma and my brother&amp;nbsp;Jarrod's growing family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://puffenbarger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here to ready more about their love for the Lord and how God is using their family in Korea.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CKODW2_15DM/TxA4rQheNNI/AAAAAAAAJWY/AOyCNTJR6Rw/s1600/IMG_1692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133px" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CKODW2_15DM/TxA4rQheNNI/AAAAAAAAJWY/AOyCNTJR6Rw/s200/IMG_1692.JPG" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-psO1AJVbl1A/TxA4q0e-lrI/AAAAAAAAJWQ/JQuAIC9FCmQ/s1600/IMG_1660.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-psO1AJVbl1A/TxA4q0e-lrI/AAAAAAAAJWQ/JQuAIC9FCmQ/s200/IMG_1660.jpg" width="133px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ef2n1hQUxRs/TxA4r_6EPFI/AAAAAAAAJWg/j3PspehxIQs/s1600/IMG_1700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211px" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ef2n1hQUxRs/TxA4r_6EPFI/AAAAAAAAJWg/j3PspehxIQs/s320/IMG_1700.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="63px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DkNJTRtvAE/TxA4r_fhEaI/AAAAAAAAJWk/rfaPf01pnF0/s320/IMG_1771.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 415px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 12px; visibility: hidden;" width="96px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are praying for the details to work out for Alisia and I to go visit them in Korea over spring break! &lt;br /&gt;We love you Jarrod, Stephanie, Marc and Emmalyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The&amp;nbsp;Lord bless you and keep you; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Lord make his face shine on you and be gracious to you; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Numbers 6:24-26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-8734234930276667427?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8734234930276667427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=8734234930276667427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8734234930276667427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8734234930276667427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2012/01/emmalyn-elizabeth-puffenbarger.html' title='Emmalyn Elizabeth Puffenbarger'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DkNJTRtvAE/TxA4r_fhEaI/AAAAAAAAJWk/rfaPf01pnF0/s72-c/IMG_1771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-5748389838746713639</id><published>2012-01-10T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T11:44:55.675-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>Until the Kingdom Comes</title><content type='html'>A great message for the new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fact:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Not counting the 1,561,000,000 evangelized non-Christians in the world, or the 1,362,000,000 professing Christians in the world, there are 1,381,000,000 unevangelized persons in the world who are “unaware of Christianity, Christ and the Gospel” (World Christian Encyclopedia). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus Said: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 24:14, &lt;em&gt;“This gospel will first be preached throughout the whole world as a testimony to all nations and then the end will come.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 9:37-38, &lt;em&gt;“The harvest is plentiful, the laborers are few; pray therefore the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into his harvest.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 28:18-19, &lt;em&gt;“All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Go, therefore, and make disciples of all nations.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 20:21, &lt;em&gt;“As the Father has sent me, so send I you.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the Kingdom is finally established and there are no more unreached peoples, the local church must be a mission base. Until the Kingdom comes, worship must stoke the fires of love for the glory of a global God. Until the Kingdom comes, Christian education must train the troops for tactical and strategic warfare with the weapon of truth. Until the Kingdom comes, counseling and nurture must be the field hospitals saving the wounded, relieving battle fatigue, transforming the traumas of spiritual war into veteran courage. Until the Kingdom comes, fellowship must have the flavor of camaraderie under siege. Until the Kingdom comes, money must be the currency of combat, not convenience. Until the Kingdom comes, leisure must be re-creation for the cause of Christ. Until the Kingdom comes, marriage must be a partnership in arms (double meaning intended!). Until the Kingdom comes, the family must be an enclave of Christ-centered joy equipping young insurgents to infiltrate occupied territories. Until the Kingdom comes, vocation must be an on-duty outpost, a solitary sortie, and a basic line of support for the war effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we love the glory of God, and have compassion for the lost, no other mentality will leave our conscience clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/resource-library/taste-see-articles/until-the-kingdom-comes"&gt;http://www.desiringgod.org/resource-library/taste-see-articles/until-the-kingdom-comes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-5748389838746713639?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5748389838746713639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=5748389838746713639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5748389838746713639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5748389838746713639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2012/01/until-kingdom-comes.html' title='Until the Kingdom Comes'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3738978215463474194</id><published>2011-12-23T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T16:39:56.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For to us a child is born, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to us a son is given, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the government will be on his shoulders. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And he will be called &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah 9:6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3E9SoNC6lg/TvTxzaHp-hI/AAAAAAAAJVQ/lqLMFgIKhcw/s1600/Summer+100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3E9SoNC6lg/TvTxzaHp-hI/AAAAAAAAJVQ/lqLMFgIKhcw/s320/Summer+100.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBKIgRTUZSY/TvTx2-PetvI/AAAAAAAAJVY/Y4swvlKaZzg/s1600/Summer+077a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBKIgRTUZSY/TvTx2-PetvI/AAAAAAAAJVY/Y4swvlKaZzg/s320/Summer+077a.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6r4Vmuf0lbA/TvTv6FK4K8I/AAAAAAAAJUY/RLL2rqJw6Bk/s1600/Image2404.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6r4Vmuf0lbA/TvTv6FK4K8I/AAAAAAAAJUY/RLL2rqJw6Bk/s320/Image2404.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-3738978215463474194?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3738978215463474194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3738978215463474194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3738978215463474194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3738978215463474194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-christmas-message.html' title='Our Christmas Message'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3E9SoNC6lg/TvTxzaHp-hI/AAAAAAAAJVQ/lqLMFgIKhcw/s72-c/Summer+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-7859985010150120298</id><published>2011-10-25T09:50:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:40:33.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surely there must be more</title><content type='html'>Giving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qchc31ODjT4/TqF7FaUOsnI/AAAAAAAAJSI/cnrBkP-AdrE/s1600/IMG_1010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was working as a&amp;nbsp;Family Support Worker with Healthy Families, I&amp;nbsp;visited new mom's after they had a baby. I would often go from home-to-home back-to-back. This one&amp;nbsp;cold winter&amp;nbsp;day in particular, I was traveling from one trailer park to across town to another one. The first family I visited had been in the program for several months and were really striving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnNknt0Bt8M/TqF9iVADFrI/AAAAAAAAJSs/-PPW4m3gc8o/s1600/cell+pica.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 196px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 301px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnNknt0Bt8M/TqF9iVADFrI/AAAAAAAAJSs/-PPW4m3gc8o/s320/cell+pica.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You could see it in the way the mother smiled when she talked and as she interacted with her baby boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They family didn't have much, but they had come so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oZbCceNehBg/TqF66Z6RNBI/AAAAAAAAJRs/yLH5knsRypY/s1600/cell+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1201709914"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1201709915"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I arrived, the mother invited me in their warm home. There was a&amp;nbsp;blanket and several toys I lent them the week before were spread out on the floor and&amp;nbsp;they were&amp;nbsp;ready for the visit. Her son had just learned to take his first steps, and she was so excited to have him show me.&amp;nbsp;The visit was an hour long and as I was leaving, this new young mom asked if I knew anyone who could use some extra&amp;nbsp;grocries. She had&amp;nbsp;several grocrey bags full of items such as eggs, cereal, dry beans, juice, and milk. Extra grocries they have not used from WIC. She asked me if I would pass them on or keep them for my own family as she did not want them to go bad and have to throw them out.&amp;nbsp;I really wasn't sure what I would do with all of it, but obliged to take it off their hands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The next visit was with a&amp;nbsp;family new to the program. This was my first time visiting to try to engage them in the program.&amp;nbsp;The house was cold and dark. The mother greeted me and invited me inside. Inside the house was&amp;nbsp;almost as cold as the&amp;nbsp;outside winter. She quietly appoligized for the cold&amp;nbsp;and turned on a small light to light one corner of the empty living room. She disappeared for several minutes into a dark bedroom and came out with&amp;nbsp;a small floor heater and two folding metal chairs. After she disappeared a second time, she came back with a sleeping baby bundled up with several layers of blankets in his carseat. She appoligized again for the chairs being cold as we sat down together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly forgot my agenda for the visit and my mind started racing to various programs and services that could&amp;nbsp;meet this families needs. As I asked a few basic questions, it was obvious this mom needed someone to talk to.&amp;nbsp;Such hopelessness in her eyes. Her husband had lost his job several weeks ago and they had been without income. They were hoping to move out of state to be with other family, but had no money for travel.&amp;nbsp;She continued to pour out her heart, &lt;em&gt;yet not once asked me for anything. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought the grocries in from the car and helped empty them into&amp;nbsp;the bare cabinets.&amp;nbsp;There wasn't much I could offer except for a listening ear,&amp;nbsp;a few grocries, and&amp;nbsp;some sort of hope for their future. I knew&amp;nbsp;my agenda and activites that&amp;nbsp;I had prepared for this visit wasn't enough.&amp;nbsp;God had prepared this visit. This new young mom was not going to be interrested in learning parenting skills if all she's thinking about right now is surrival.&amp;nbsp;God was allowing me to see how he&amp;nbsp;would use the generousity of the first family to reach this desperate family. He was allowing me to see &lt;em&gt;only a tiny part of his might plan. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day when I arrived at the office, I started looking up resources for them. They needed help and I was determined to&amp;nbsp;do&amp;nbsp;whatever I could&amp;nbsp;to get them whatever help they needed. However, I soon found out that would be&amp;nbsp;the last time I&amp;nbsp;would ever see&amp;nbsp;that family. When I called later that week, their phone was disconnected. I drove out to their house several times and no one answered the door. I couldn't stop thinking about them and wondering where they were, how they are, and if God&amp;nbsp;is meeting their needs.&amp;nbsp;I couldn't forget about them. Surely &lt;em&gt;He hasn't forgotten. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for that day and how God allowed me to&amp;nbsp;witness and be a testimoney of his&amp;nbsp;work. So often we don't get to see the other side. Although we're called to give, so often we doubt that God will use our gift. That family still comes to my mind often. So&amp;nbsp;how come, so often I am&amp;nbsp;still reluctant to give?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The poor and needy search for water, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but there is none; their tongues are parched with thirst. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I the Lord will answer them; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, the God of Israel, will not forsake them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah 41:17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-7859985010150120298?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7859985010150120298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=7859985010150120298&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7859985010150120298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7859985010150120298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/10/giving-god-story.html' title='Surely there must be more'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnNknt0Bt8M/TqF9iVADFrI/AAAAAAAAJSs/-PPW4m3gc8o/s72-c/cell+pica.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3098759803746848774</id><published>2011-10-19T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T16:26:22.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys and Girls</title><content type='html'>The other night Alisia's school had Chic-fil-a night we went to and Caleb got to see several friends from last year. One of the girls that used to be in his class came directly over to our table and started twirling her hair and says "HIIIIIIiiiii Caaaleeeeb"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb barely&amp;nbsp;making eye contacted&amp;nbsp;responded with "hi," but was obviously embarrassed because his family and friends were around too. He tries ignoring her then she says "Caleb, We have 23 people in our class this year and if you were in our class it'd be 24" still twirling her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb's response "So, I don't care." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She goes on to tell him all about 2nd grade and their teacher and speed drills in math and learning cursive and everything else he's missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After not much response from Caleb, she walks away still with a big smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisia gets after him for his response to her and gives him advise&amp;nbsp;on treating girls. His friend also tries giving him advise cause now there's a girl he likes too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb just isn't there yet. And that's OK with me. Maybe he does need a few lessons on how to respond politely. But I love how boys and girls are so different at this age and I'm kinda happy that for now, girls are still yucky. I know it won't be like that forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-3098759803746848774?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3098759803746848774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3098759803746848774&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3098759803746848774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3098759803746848774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/10/boys-and-girls.html' title='Boys and Girls'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4226601424491926559</id><published>2011-09-20T16:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T16:39:15.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crayon Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have this&amp;nbsp;picture&amp;nbsp;hanging in my office at work:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-93ZqCk4jVZY/Tnj2SqxczsI/AAAAAAAAJRQ/y4O0z-CJfMM/s1600/Image1838.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-93ZqCk4jVZY/Tnj2SqxczsI/AAAAAAAAJRQ/y4O0z-CJfMM/s320/Image1838.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I smile every single time I look at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is so precious to me for so many reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l5DgvflpcXQ/Tnj2Sp1f0kI/AAAAAAAAJRM/DSQh3BuuGeQ/s1600/Image1839.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183px" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l5DgvflpcXQ/Tnj2Sp1f0kI/AAAAAAAAJRM/DSQh3BuuGeQ/s200/Image1839.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;"blonde" one is me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/08/other-man-in-my-life.html"&gt;Know who the other one is?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4226601424491926559?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4226601424491926559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4226601424491926559&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4226601424491926559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4226601424491926559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/09/crayon-love.html' title='Crayon Love'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-93ZqCk4jVZY/Tnj2SqxczsI/AAAAAAAAJRQ/y4O0z-CJfMM/s72-c/Image1838.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3614185496903501229</id><published>2011-08-15T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T16:53:30.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the Lucky One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GikCypyIw6M/TkmGPbUiKKI/AAAAAAAAJQ4/1Yd0k3SPVZc/s1600/photof.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GikCypyIw6M/TkmGPbUiKKI/AAAAAAAAJQ4/1Yd0k3SPVZc/s320/photof.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-3614185496903501229?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3614185496903501229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3614185496903501229&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3614185496903501229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3614185496903501229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-lucky-one.html' title='I&apos;m the Lucky One'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GikCypyIw6M/TkmGPbUiKKI/AAAAAAAAJQ4/1Yd0k3SPVZc/s72-c/photof.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-5305347786598785579</id><published>2011-08-01T13:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T12:02:16.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>One more spot...</title><content type='html'>In my day job, I have to work every 5th weekend. UGGgghhHH! I soo dread those weekends! I feel like I'm missing out. I feel like there's so much happening on weekends. Even if we have no plans, I'm missing a weekend to do nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad we are not meant to face these things alone. I'm so thankful for my other half, my husband, the man I'm called to be his help meet. Thankful that he can be there when I'm not.&amp;nbsp;Since this weekend&amp;nbsp;I was busy at work, that left one more spot in the van. We generally have&amp;nbsp;2 &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-for-me-and-my-house.html"&gt;of the girls&lt;/a&gt; with us, but this weekend&amp;nbsp;all 4 of the younger children came&amp;nbsp;to church. I'm sure this had to make God smile.&amp;nbsp;Angel was so proud of all his "7 kids" at church. He did turn down going out to lunch afterwards&amp;nbsp;with my parents, and decided to clean out the fridge. Literally. I'm amazed how far a pack of tortillas and 1lb of cheese can stretch. Reminding me of Jesus feeding the 5,000. And makes me wonder how many more we can fit around our Sunday lunch&amp;nbsp;table....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGaN7EO3QtE/TjbXQQteyvI/AAAAAAAAJPs/5QIp8otGVwY/s1600/Spring+189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGaN7EO3QtE/TjbXQQteyvI/AAAAAAAAJPs/5QIp8otGVwY/s320/Spring+189.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Jesus then took the loaves, gave thanks, and distributed to those who were seated as much as they wanted. He did the same with the fish."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;John 6:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-5305347786598785579?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5305347786598785579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=5305347786598785579&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5305347786598785579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5305347786598785579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-more-spot.html' title='One more spot...'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGaN7EO3QtE/TjbXQQteyvI/AAAAAAAAJPs/5QIp8otGVwY/s72-c/Spring+189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-1727790851195241524</id><published>2011-07-26T15:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:32:19.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>(Proverbs) 31 at (age) 31</title><content type='html'>Ahh, the blessings of a birthday... reflecting on your life and looking toward the future. As I think about this year, I am often reminded of Proverbs 31 (and Titus 2) that speak dirrectly to women. As I read over these two chapters again and again, it really speaks to my heart as it encompasses the&amp;nbsp;many different roles we as women have to balance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have a look: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) &amp;nbsp;noble character&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 16) keeps herself beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) &amp;nbsp;value&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 17) speaks well of her husband &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) &amp;nbsp;brings good&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 18) not fearful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) &amp;nbsp;works with eager hands&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;19) speaks wise words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5) &amp;nbsp;makes good decisions&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;20) gives faithful instruction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6) &amp;nbsp;provides food&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;21) watches over her home &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7) &amp;nbsp;is not lazy&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;22) not idle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8) &amp;nbsp;smart with money&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;23) loves her husband&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;hard worker&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 24) loves her children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10) realizes her work is worthwhile&amp;nbsp; 25) contributes to her family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;11) creative homemaker&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;26) Fears the Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12) reaches out&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 27) self-controlled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13)&amp;nbsp;ministry&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 28) pure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14) well prepared&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 29) busy at home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;15)&amp;nbsp;provides for&amp;nbsp;household needs&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;30)&amp;nbsp;kind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;31) subject to her husband&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I strive to be this godly woman, but oh how I fall short! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I can do to keep striving for 31 at 31:&lt;br /&gt;*more time in God's word&lt;br /&gt;*praying specifically for these godly traits, my roles,&amp;nbsp;my husband and children&lt;br /&gt;*asking God to open&amp;nbsp;my eyes to the deep needs of those around&amp;nbsp;me and how God can use me&lt;br /&gt;*limiting&amp;nbsp;my distractions &lt;br /&gt;*limit&amp;nbsp;my commitments and&amp;nbsp;my children's extra curricular activities&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-1727790851195241524?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1727790851195241524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=1727790851195241524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1727790851195241524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1727790851195241524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/07/proverbs-31-at-age-31.html' title='(Proverbs) 31 at (age) 31'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2535054074359901341</id><published>2011-06-02T17:04:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T13:53:36.461-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aaron'/><title type='text'>Little Shadow</title><content type='html'>When I got home from work, Aaron greeted me at my car like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mB55iVSN4E0/TeVaUAfRH_I/AAAAAAAAAUY/RtypYNmwI-U/s1600/Spring%2B374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612990758363642434" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MKwTYQWzRCE/TeVZWxfQukI/AAAAAAAAATo/-S_k6-4ZhEo/s400/Spring%2B391.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 260px;" width="260px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I walked around the house and found Papi doing this (mowing and smoking a cigar): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ouywVCnKSVI/TeVZXORPg9I/AAAAAAAAATw/ixH5XOuvRAI/s1600/Spring%2B396.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612990766089470930" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ouywVCnKSVI/TeVZXORPg9I/AAAAAAAAATw/ixH5XOuvRAI/s400/Spring%2B396.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; height: 347px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Aaron loves&amp;nbsp;to follow&amp;nbsp;Papi around and do what he does. His shadow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y6JYNbjDwOc/TeVZXaSFipI/AAAAAAAAAT4/83gx9im0Krc/s1600/Spring%2B403.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612990769314237074" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y6JYNbjDwOc/TeVZXaSFipI/AAAAAAAAAT4/83gx9im0Krc/s320/Spring%2B403.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron is so teachable right now and loves to help. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_d5xSdqg_c/TeVZXv1AGSI/AAAAAAAAAUA/J0XpLUCb7Nc/s1600/Spring%2B405.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612990775097825570" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_d5xSdqg_c/TeVZXv1AGSI/AAAAAAAAAUA/J0XpLUCb7Nc/s400/Spring%2B405.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is Papi lets Aaron help and loves teaching him. Loves his Little Shadow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991810362220530" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mB55iVSN4E0/TeVaUAfRH_I/AAAAAAAAAUY/RtypYNmwI-U/s400/Spring%2B374.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; height: 300px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8DUULqXmG-E/TeVZ24RwHlI/AAAAAAAAAUI/bSQagncsAqk/s1600/Spring%2B371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991309941841490" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8DUULqXmG-E/TeVZ24RwHlI/AAAAAAAAAUI/bSQagncsAqk/s400/Spring%2B371.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; height: 300px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working together. Bonding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x1-zf3Y4qJk/TeVZ3BwIAVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/uUbtL_P6JIo/s1600/Spring%2B375.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991312485155154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x1-zf3Y4qJk/TeVZ3BwIAVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/uUbtL_P6JIo/s400/Spring%2B375.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Angel does this with the other kids, too. So many times when Papi could get the job done much faster and efficient, he takes the time and lets&amp;nbsp;them be a part of the hard work, and lets&amp;nbsp;them rejoice in the end result. And he takes the time to praise them through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine that God does this too with us. He could get the job done without us, but allows us to take part of His work. May our work be well done, so that we will be called His "Good and Faithful servant." (Matt 25:14-30)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2535054074359901341?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2535054074359901341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2535054074359901341&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2535054074359901341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2535054074359901341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-shadow.html' title='Little Shadow'/><author><name>Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722580215838543362</uri><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/-MKwTYQWzRCE/TeVZWxfQukI/AAAAAAAAATo/-S_k6-4ZhEo/s72-c/Spring%2B391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2019786391595443868</id><published>2011-05-17T17:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T08:56:06.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>The Song in Her Heart</title><content type='html'>I've talked a little bit about &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-for-me-and-my-house.html"&gt;the girls&lt;/a&gt; that spend&amp;nbsp;weekends at our house. On any given&amp;nbsp;Sunday at church, we can have anywhere from 1-4 extra children with us. I guess if you're behind us at church and don't know our family well, it might look like a big family and a lot of kids. It doesn't usually &lt;em&gt;feel like a lot&lt;/em&gt;, until we have lunch and have to scrounge for chairs and spread out at the table and along the bar. It's just something we've grown used to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have had some recent events that has allowed them to spend even more time than just on weekends at our house. I will admit, sometimes I struggle to find the balance of family time, and including them.&amp;nbsp;But God is always faithful in showing me that it's not about me, or my&amp;nbsp;own family, but ultimately about &lt;em&gt;Him &lt;/em&gt;and giving &lt;em&gt;Him &lt;/em&gt;the glory with our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was dropping &lt;em&gt;N &lt;/em&gt;off at school.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;had just dropped Aaron off at the babysitters&amp;nbsp;and it was just her and I in the car.&amp;nbsp;It's only a 2 minute drive from our house&amp;nbsp;to the school.&amp;nbsp;We had K-love on and she recognized&amp;nbsp;Chris Tomlin's song&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;"How Great is Our God"&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;from church and started singing along, so I turned it up and we sang the whole way to school. As soon as she came home that day she said, "I've had that song in my head all day!" It was a great opportunity to talked about how God is always with&amp;nbsp;us no matter what we're doing and where&amp;nbsp;we are, and&amp;nbsp;we can always pray to him in our heart or sing a song to Him and &lt;em&gt;he hears&amp;nbsp;us!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a difference of some from some of the&lt;em&gt; other &lt;/em&gt;songs she knows every word to by heart. She kept singing&amp;nbsp;for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 40:3a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2019786391595443868?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2019786391595443868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2019786391595443868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2019786391595443868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2019786391595443868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/05/song-in-her-heart.html' title='The Song in Her Heart'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2724871207758374233</id><published>2011-04-21T18:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T13:52:20.034-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alisia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>Dear (Named) Middle School Girl,</title><content type='html'>I know that middle school is a new time in your life where you are finding a new sense of self identity. I don't know if I tell you this enough, but I want you to always know that I am so proud of you as you are about to finnish this first very challenging year of middle school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand up for what you know is right. Even if it's not-so-popular.&amp;nbsp;Like when a (not-so-popular) girl in your class was planning a special birthday party and invited all the girls in the class. But none of the girls would actually say if they were going.&amp;nbsp;You were the first one to say you were going and encouraged everyone else to go. And even though you didn't check with me first, I know you did the right thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when a friend of yours has&amp;nbsp;a birthday, you always want her to feel special and you bring her&amp;nbsp;a gift to school. Even if you're not invited to&amp;nbsp;her birthday party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have such a gentle way of sharing God's love with others. Like when you told me about some of your friends who are no longer friends, and put you in the middle. But you stood up for your friend by continuing to be her friend even when no one else would.&amp;nbsp;You are an example of how&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;be Jesus' hands and feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're growing in your personal relationship with Jesus. You faithfully set your alarm every Tuesday for 5:45 and get ready for Bible Study with your youth group girls. Your Bible study leader told me even when the other girls don't show up, they know they can count on you to be there. Even though you might dread getting up that early, God sees your faithfulness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could protect you from every problem, every tear, and every heartbreak. And middle school can be full of tears. Sometimes my heart breaks and I want to cry for you.&amp;nbsp;But you are quick to forgive. You always keep your head up and you&amp;nbsp;remain joyful.&amp;nbsp;And through these situtations you face, I can see God molding you into a beautiful,--inside&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; out--godly young lady. Oh, how His heart must smile when he looks at you, just like mine does! I can't&amp;nbsp;wait to see what God has in store for your future! As you continue to follow him with you heart, he will be faithful to bring you through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2724871207758374233?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2724871207758374233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2724871207758374233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2724871207758374233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2724871207758374233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-named-middle-school-girl.html' title='Dear (Named) Middle School Girl,'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-7099209770521722251</id><published>2011-03-28T17:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T17:25:52.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587755573077186722" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nsPi8Ky9YV4/TYuyFqj5mKI/AAAAAAAAATI/GhL2cm9ZS7I/s320/Picture%2B003.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ywvpSYZCYn4/TYux5idRVgI/AAAAAAAAASw/iIWRtQsLMsE/s1600/IMG_0309a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587755364743468546" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ywvpSYZCYn4/TYux5idRVgI/AAAAAAAAASw/iIWRtQsLMsE/s320/IMG_0309a.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 172px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 220px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not sure which of the three has actually changed the most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They make my heart melt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-7099209770521722251?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7099209770521722251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=7099209770521722251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7099209770521722251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7099209770521722251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/03/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722580215838543362</uri><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/-nsPi8Ky9YV4/TYuyFqj5mKI/AAAAAAAAATI/GhL2cm9ZS7I/s72-c/Picture%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3003269720071851092</id><published>2011-03-23T17:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T17:27:13.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a style="CLEAR: right; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; cssfloat: right" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AkQyXbazL2w/TYoQGCB159I/AAAAAAAAASI/_GHAWLzmRRk/s1600/pcup.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever since October, my mom and I work at the same place! It is such a blessing for me when people realize she's my mom, for them to say things like "Oh, I just love your mom" and "You're so lucky to have her for a mom" or even "She doesn't look old enough to be your mom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hNqZ0klQoc8/TYplJ-36D0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/HrLG9jI9ktw/s1600/pcup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587389509877239618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hNqZ0klQoc8/TYplJ-36D0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/HrLG9jI9ktw/s200/pcup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel so blessed that our lives cross paths at work! We eat lunch together as our schedules allow, which is usually once or twice a week! This morning she blessed me with a warm cup of fresh coffee! THANKS MOM! &lt;em&gt;I love you! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 31:28-31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.” Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised. Honor her for all that her hands have done, and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-3003269720071851092?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3003269720071851092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3003269720071851092&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3003269720071851092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3003269720071851092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/03/blessings-at-work.html' title='Blessings at Work'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hNqZ0klQoc8/TYplJ-36D0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/HrLG9jI9ktw/s72-c/pcup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-5626751505215936068</id><published>2011-03-17T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T17:48:01.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth About Blogging</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to write an update and see what YOU think. It's no secret I've been away from my blog. I guess it's obvious, especially when my&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;HUSBAND&lt;/em&gt; asks if I'm going to blog any more! Wow, I didn't know &lt;em&gt;he cared. &lt;/em&gt;He said it's a great way for him to remember what we've been up to, and a great way to get my intake on what we've been up to. He also noticed journaling is a way I relieve stress. No blogging lately=&amp;nbsp; no stress relief? Well, not really, I have found other outlets, good thing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since starting my new position, I have had a LOT less free time. My job is &lt;em&gt;very full time. &lt;/em&gt;While I'm at work, I work- ALL DAY. I guess that's pretty much any full time job? I don't know. I just know that it's basically busy, non-stop all day. I guess I should have known that before hand. All of my previous jobs have had some down times, great for browsing&amp;nbsp;and catching up on other people's blogs,&amp;nbsp;but not this one. Not at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I go home... I'm home, ya know? There's other responsibilities.&amp;nbsp;I love being a mommy to three beautiful growing&amp;nbsp;children. I love the giggles in the home, the warmer weather and playing outside. I love tucking the kids in bed and saying bedtime prayers. And I love being a wife.&amp;nbsp;I love spending time with my hubby after the kids have gone to sleep.&amp;nbsp;I have to admit, I've loved the freedom with not blogging. Well, plus the fact that we don't have home Internet. I have to be intentful when we do have access. The last thing I think about is blogging, usually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do miss it! I miss journaling, my outlet. Getting things out of my head and trying to make some sense of it on paper (kinda). Keeping a journal of our every day life, what our family is up to. I love going back and re-reading. What &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;we do last year?&amp;nbsp;And I miss&amp;nbsp;making connections with others, and follow friends and family. I feel disconnected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I also feel behind. It's hard to "catch-up" blogging, once I skipped a few months! I have so many precious memories and times that I want to write them down and&amp;nbsp;remember. But where do I start? How do I get un-behind? The less I journal, the more I use facebook. To update pictures. To stay connected with friends and family. But it's not the same. But it is easier to load pictures on facebook. I don't like that google changed the blogging format that you have to have a host for your pictures....grrrr...it seems like a such a long process to load a picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know there will be a time and a place where I'll be back to regular blogging. I'm just not sure when. For now, it'll probably still be random and sporadic. Continue to follow if you wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-5626751505215936068?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5626751505215936068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=5626751505215936068&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5626751505215936068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5626751505215936068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/03/truth-about-blogging.html' title='The Truth About Blogging'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2745047476108729515</id><published>2011-01-15T20:04:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T21:28:16.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drummer Boys</title><content type='html'>I've been having a hard time keeping up w/ blogging over the holidays! I can barely keep up with my growing family! I hope to update soon with some holiday pictures, and catch up on what everyone else has been up too as well. But in the mean time, life goes on. So, I had to share this precious video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-86c27e48aee81c16" 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://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86c27e48aee81c16%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331015362%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54BDF573456B303547D64438BDD123A963A57A87.3FEB67E0460659B2F08E9B7C130AE331F998ED32%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86c27e48aee81c16%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv6uUBgKVZHClMunOjS3xFuxfVSk&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://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86c27e48aee81c16%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331015362%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54BDF573456B303547D64438BDD123A963A57A87.3FEB67E0460659B2F08E9B7C130AE331F998ED32%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86c27e48aee81c16%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv6uUBgKVZHClMunOjS3xFuxfVSk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-76480770f01192e1" 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://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D76480770f01192e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331015362%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D645F8C5956AC30E7D90F8605EC1AEE3E9FE1A2F4.2A0D97A27D44218581237985D3B60E053FCBBE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D76480770f01192e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBBTHqtihC2AQAGgRlWKbHoBTp-g&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://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D76480770f01192e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331015362%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D645F8C5956AC30E7D90F8605EC1AEE3E9FE1A2F4.2A0D97A27D44218581237985D3B60E053FCBBE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D76480770f01192e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBBTHqtihC2AQAGgRlWKbHoBTp-g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-drummer-boy.html"&gt;And here's one of Caleb&lt;/a&gt; about three years ago playing the drums in the bathtub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562602900603176994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TTJV3b0CiCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_R94kxKH-_8/s400/IMG_0205.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy New Year! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2745047476108729515?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=76480770f01192e1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=86c27e48aee81c16&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2745047476108729515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2745047476108729515&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2745047476108729515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2745047476108729515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2011/01/drummer-boys.html' title='Drummer Boys'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TTJV3b0CiCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_R94kxKH-_8/s72-c/IMG_0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3908927333980497201</id><published>2010-12-21T18:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T18:35:33.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick, Easy Decorating Ideas</title><content type='html'>Working full time + has really been challenging getting ready for Christmas. I'm so humbled by how God never fails to provide! This year, the kids have really gotten in to buying for others! And they are so eager to help! They've helped me get an early start on wrapping. I also been all into quick and easy ideas for decorating. So I thought I'd share them! We can all use a little tips when it comes to celebrating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theidearoom.net/2010/12/holy-names-subway-art.html"&gt;Here's a fun and easy idea&lt;/a&gt; we used that was quick and easy and looks great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="mosaic92489f1aceeb952a5297fa1ef95e5865498ae49f" height="134" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5043/5281061343_58aba658f5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Uncle Jack gave us some balls from his tree that he no longer uses. No one really needed them to decorate and we were just going to toss them until we saw &lt;a href="http://brandyscrafts.blogspot.com/2010/11/ornament-wreath.html"&gt;this great idea. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="mosaic2b11e3559c058350aa954b43a2454ad76e2d7f6d" height="201" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5010/5281021523_80cc5f32e6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wreath was sooo easy to make--You just bend the hanger in the shape of a circle and string the balls through--and wa-lah! A&amp;nbsp;homemade beautiful Christmas wreath!&amp;nbsp;He'll be glad they were used for something! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_3901" height="240" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5163/5275745538_55ef6c5262.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-3908927333980497201?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3908927333980497201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3908927333980497201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3908927333980497201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3908927333980497201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/12/quick-easy-decorating-ideas.html' title='Quick, Easy Decorating Ideas'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5043/5281061343_58aba658f5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-1348129956516415683</id><published>2010-12-15T17:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T17:39:23.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SMELLS like Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="143885" height="346" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5246/5264144329_976899c5cd.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistletoe, Christmas trees, cookies, pretzles, pies, yummy, yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Favorite: Home-made Choclate-dipped Pretzels&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_3919a" height="160" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5247/5264165685_4fb9806ca8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I had fun dipping pretzels together at her house this past weekend. All the good smells of Christmas brought back&amp;nbsp;some good&amp;nbsp;memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;While we were baking pretzels, the kids played "cowboys and indians" for hours--making more good memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5208/5264751496_8a20f7f000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_3926" border="0" height="300" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5208/5264751496_8a20f7f000.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="mosaiceb84f58430123c8ac41e3fb08fde20252f393b4e" height="201" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5010/5264783928_187693633a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-1348129956516415683?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1348129956516415683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=1348129956516415683&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1348129956516415683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1348129956516415683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/12/smells-like-christmas.html' title='SMELLS like Christmas'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5246/5264144329_976899c5cd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-5294944896899375822</id><published>2010-12-07T13:40:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T16:48:49.817-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>Neighbors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanksgiving weekend we had a great time spending it with our "extended family." &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-our-friend-julianne.html"&gt;Juli&lt;/a&gt; came over and had Thanksgiving leftovers with us and &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-for-me-and-my-house.html"&gt;the girls&lt;/a&gt; came over for the three-day long weekend. In reflecting on things that we are thankful for, I've noticed how God wants us to be a part of the work he is doing. He could have just as easily chosen to not use us to accomplish his purpose spreading the gospel. How thankful I am that he allows us to take part in his work, simply by being a light in this dark world.&amp;nbsp;And how he grows us in the process! Taking opportunities that we are given can be scary at first, but eventually they become a part of who we are and our identity in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For just as God made the light shine out of darkness,&amp;nbsp;He also&amp;nbsp;made his light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of God’s glory displayed in the face of Christ"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 4:6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ministrysofabulous.com/"&gt;This blog&lt;/a&gt; has been so inspiring&amp;nbsp;as how to share God's love with &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-for-me-and-my-house.html"&gt;these girls&lt;/a&gt; in a real way. The time we spend with them has now become a natural part of how we spend our weekends. Sometimes they call us to pick them up from a party where there are people drinking and they don't feel comfortable. Sometimes they share struggles they face at school and we pray about them. While we can never replace the love of their parents, we want them to know the love of God, and the family of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We have had challenges through this process, but many many blessings.&amp;nbsp; And for this, I am thankful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4124/5216141730_45d88c7575.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 400px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 253px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="40235_814172005689_7820059_46197690_1232068_n" border="0" height="320" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4124/5216141730_45d88c7575.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are pictures from a trip&amp;nbsp;(they earned) we took them on to Chuck E Cheese's and spent the night in a hotel. The next day we all filed into a new church with all 5 well-behaved kids! Doing fun things like this is something we enjoy doing with our family anyway. How easy it was for us to include them in the process and give them an experience they won't forget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="mosaic714b83223603d03ea110fed38419e4eedd26df6f" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5168/5215639671_15f6d176ee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/5216233978_a863e89bbb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="mosaic63fad0426c338a3db6c83ee09e4cfeb70200112b" border="0" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/5216233978_a863e89bbb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-5294944896899375822?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5294944896899375822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=5294944896899375822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5294944896899375822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5294944896899375822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/12/neighbors.html' title='Neighbors'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4124/5216141730_45d88c7575_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-8431908174367163107</id><published>2010-12-01T17:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T13:55:51.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy Story 3 on Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5046/5224978286_2ee530c40c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Toy-Story-3-On-Ice" border="0" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5046/5224978286_2ee530c40c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;While I was in my job transition, we had a fun surprise planned for the kids. This was totally worth the look on their face! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="mosaic090b11f42acc5ddc64bb7fc3a34c4f02620aafe2a" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5125/5226139905_da924b582f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="mosaic8149ca04384570f62fb975e20c1361bc9b8b7800" border="0" height="400" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5041/5224404041_529f40f9d4.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Half way through the show, they did &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=33nlGjyW-18"&gt;"The Hoedown"&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;This was one of our favorite parts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5224378325_44590eaea4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_1504" border="0" height="240" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5224378325_44590eaea4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(if&amp;nbsp;you ever do something like this,&amp;nbsp;be prepared: These souvenirs cost almost as much as a ticket!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5047/5226436041_ea0b50b698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="mosaic4e6dc83b9b58a49f9f045391e0218ae4961f3727ab" border="0" height="201" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5047/5226436041_ea0b50b698.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_1516a" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5001/5227028388_3ce9a8d5bb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-8431908174367163107?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8431908174367163107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=8431908174367163107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8431908174367163107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8431908174367163107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/12/toy-story-3-on-ice.html' title='Toy Story 3 on Ice'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5046/5224978286_2ee530c40c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-7786475523633696227</id><published>2010-11-28T19:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T08:36:59.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>From our family to yours! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Picture0112" height="300" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5243/5216353624_4227275aa3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Picture0120" height="300" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5089/5216353650_0ecd953d3d.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now have a Skype account. We had fun skyping with family over the holidays!&amp;nbsp;Almost as good as being there in person. Now, we just need to get Internet at home =) If we didn't get to talk with you yet, look us up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-7786475523633696227?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7786475523633696227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=7786475523633696227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7786475523633696227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7786475523633696227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5243/5216353624_4227275aa3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-7001549193041665718</id><published>2010-11-22T11:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T11:44:51.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjusting &amp; Praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I&amp;nbsp;want to take a few minutes to brag on my family! This new transition in my job has definately been an adjustment. I'm so thankful for the time change and being able to get caught up on my sleep. And&amp;nbsp;thankfully I have been blessed by a supportive loving husband!&amp;nbsp;He really has been holding things together! He goes to work to provide for our family, then he comes home and still works hard! He picks the kids up from school and starts homework when they get home--which has taken lots of patients. Sometimes he even gets a chance to start supper! This has made such a difference in Caleb's school work too! He's getting 100's on almost every spelling tests! And he has become such a fluent reader and has a deepend understanding in math.&amp;nbsp;Yesterday he was reading a&amp;nbsp;library book on his own while I was doing supper.&amp;nbsp;He only asked me how to say 2 words in the whole book! I'm sooo proud of him! Alisia has had to do a lot of her own school work with these changes. We just had teacher conferences for her and all of her teachers are so impressed by her sensitive spirit and orginazition skills. She is a prayer warrior. She always tells me she is praying at school&amp;nbsp;for my new job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In this adjustment, I have been trying to be intentional about praise. We all love praise. It motivates us. In our job. At home. At school, in the church.We don't want our work to go unnoticed. I've been trying to notice the little things that get done and the&amp;nbsp;love behind&amp;nbsp;each action. Being intentional about priase has also given me more things to be thankful for. I feel like my&amp;nbsp;life is overflowing with blessings! What a great way to go into thanksgiving week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;What about praising the one who is doing great "work in us until the day of completion." He never forgets about us. He is all deserving of our praise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5081/5198248611_9ce5f0f52d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image0713" border="0" height="116" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5081/5198248611_9ce5f0f52d.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the midst of the business, changes and adjusting, He is faithful in giving me reminders of how much he cares for me and loves me. Driving home from work several days this week: this amazing sunset that my camera could not do it justice. The sky was like this for miles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will give thanks to you, LORD, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonderful deeds. I will be glad and rejoice in you; I will sing the praises of your name, O Most High. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 9:1-2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-7001549193041665718?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7001549193041665718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=7001549193041665718&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7001549193041665718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7001549193041665718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/11/adjusting-praise.html' title='Adjusting &amp; Praise'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5081/5198248611_9ce5f0f52d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4816186254112858701</id><published>2010-11-12T17:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:50:31.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Strength at My Desk</title><content type='html'>Last week a co-worker of mine was needing some spiritual encouragement. I didn't have exactly&amp;nbsp;the right words to encourage her, so I printed off these verses and was going to give them to her the next time I ran into her. They were on my desk at work all week. I found&amp;nbsp;myself&amp;nbsp;reading them over several times&amp;nbsp;this week as&amp;nbsp;I needed reminded of these truths. I still plan on giving them to my co-worker, but I'll keep these right where they are on my desk and make her another copy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Glory in his holy name; let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice. Look to the Lord and his &lt;strong&gt;strength&lt;/strong&gt;; seek his face always."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 105:3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Lord gives &lt;strong&gt;strength&lt;/strong&gt; to his people; the Lord blesses his people with peace."&lt;/em&gt; Psalm 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I love you, O Lord, my &lt;strong&gt;strength.&lt;/strong&gt; The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 18: 1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O Lord, be gracious to us; we long for you. Be our &lt;strong&gt;strength&lt;/strong&gt; every morning, our salvation in time of distress."&lt;/em&gt; Isaiah 33:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"May the God of hope fill you with all &lt;strong&gt;joy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;peace&lt;/strong&gt; as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; by the power of the Holy Spirit."&lt;/em&gt; Romans 15:13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4816186254112858701?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4816186254112858701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4816186254112858701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4816186254112858701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4816186254112858701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/11/strength-on-my-desk.html' title='Strength at My Desk'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-7410281360540442898</id><published>2010-11-02T08:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:50:09.588-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>Is your name in the Bible?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have shared about both&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/08/other-man-in-my-life.html"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/aaron-samuel-garcia.html"&gt;Aaron&lt;/a&gt;'s names and scripture references that we picked with them. Alisia has made a comment that she wishes her name was in the Bible. I told her that her name is &lt;i&gt;all over &lt;/i&gt;the Bible, just to look closely for it. Then I found the perfect scripture that fit her and had her name in it:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3lTo_oL6I/AAAAAAAAJKs/4C-XQ4KdOPc/s1600/photo003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3lTo_oL6I/AAAAAAAAJKs/4C-XQ4KdOPc/s320/photo003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made this one for a new baby of a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3lNAaug3I/AAAAAAAAJKo/xxWskrr8ZDQ/s1600/photo002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3lNAaug3I/AAAAAAAAJKo/xxWskrr8ZDQ/s320/photo002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your name written in God's book?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-7410281360540442898?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7410281360540442898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=7410281360540442898&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7410281360540442898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7410281360540442898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-your-name-in-bible.html' title='Is your name in the Bible?'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3lTo_oL6I/AAAAAAAAJKs/4C-XQ4KdOPc/s72-c/photo003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-7021012953446323387</id><published>2010-10-29T08:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:26:59.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7:15 AM</title><content type='html'>Caleb: &lt;em&gt;Mommy, it's still dark outside and I'm still tired. Let's go back to bed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a good idea to me! &lt;br /&gt;(I think it's time to set our clocks back)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-7021012953446323387?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7021012953446323387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=7021012953446323387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7021012953446323387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7021012953446323387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/715-am.html' title='7:15 AM'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4482581260210785095</id><published>2010-10-27T09:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:50:48.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting lessons'/><title type='text'>Like Mother Like Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3o_wDr-_I/AAAAAAAAJLA/xztEXMSGwwQ/s1600/photo004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3o_wDr-_I/AAAAAAAAJLA/xztEXMSGwwQ/s200/photo004.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;My favorite 11 year-old just so happens to make life--&lt;i&gt;including shopping trips&lt;/i&gt;--much more fun! I love having a daughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3pA0qhfzI/AAAAAAAAJLM/odXr5p13KzA/s1600/photo008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3pA0qhfzI/AAAAAAAAJLM/odXr5p13KzA/s200/photo008.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3ozUnCKcI/AAAAAAAAJK0/2CDN-8-aLdQ/s1600/photo005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3ozUnCKcI/AAAAAAAAJK0/2CDN-8-aLdQ/s200/photo005.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4482581260210785095?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4482581260210785095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4482581260210785095&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4482581260210785095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4482581260210785095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/like-mother-like-daughter.html' title='Like Mother Like Daughter'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TL3o_wDr-_I/AAAAAAAAJLA/xztEXMSGwwQ/s72-c/photo004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2809148170937460179</id><published>2010-10-21T11:26:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:51:08.164-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting lessons'/><title type='text'>Working Late</title><content type='html'>Cleaning out my office and catching up my last week on the job. I walk in the house and all is quiet. It is &lt;i&gt;way &lt;/i&gt;passed bedtimes and everyone is asleep. There is a half-way completed puzzle on the table and crumbs on Aaron's highchair tray that resemble what they had for dinner. The dinner dishes are sitting on the counter in the drying rack. My plate is covered sitting perfectly on the counter with a good-night note from Alisia. Lunches are packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into each of the kids rooms to tell them good-night and begin to weep. I missed it. I missed hearing the tales of their day at school, missed Aaron's arms reaching for me, practicing Caleb's spelling words while quizzing Alisia for her Science test tomorrow. I missed all the chaos that comes with the evening routine. I missed cleaning up dishes, packing lunches, baths, pj's, and goodnight prayers. Caleb snores away as I rub his back and stare at his beautiful face. Alisia whispers "&lt;i&gt;we prayed for you, Mommy. Can you make me some tea in the morning" &lt;/i&gt;as I hug her tightly.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;With tears still in my eyes, I realize Aaron isn't in his bed. I go to my room, and there he is, laying peacefully&amp;nbsp;in my spot. As I pick him up, his&amp;nbsp;little&amp;nbsp;hands grab tightly around my neck. &lt;i&gt;I want this moment to last forever. &lt;/i&gt;I gently kiss his forehead as I lay him down in his bed. He won't remember, but &lt;i&gt;I will.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I set my alarm 30 minutes earlier to have some extra time with my loves in the morning before it all starts again tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2809148170937460179?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2809148170937460179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2809148170937460179&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2809148170937460179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2809148170937460179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/working-late.html' title='Working Late'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-1323079535500230718</id><published>2010-10-18T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T13:48:34.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing in the Bathtub</title><content type='html'>When all is quiet, he's up to &lt;i&gt;something. &lt;/i&gt;Here's where I found him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TLcsrk-Mz0I/AAAAAAAAJKc/Dk-nJ7oWenY/s1600/IMG_1109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TLcsrk-Mz0I/AAAAAAAAJKc/Dk-nJ7oWenY/s320/IMG_1109.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TLcsmvakJbI/AAAAAAAAJKY/cKqbM12bOqM/s1600/IMG_1111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TLcsmvakJbI/AAAAAAAAJKY/cKqbM12bOqM/s320/IMG_1111.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he knew he needed a bath!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-1323079535500230718?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1323079535500230718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=1323079535500230718&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1323079535500230718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1323079535500230718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/playing-in-bathtub.html' title='Playing in the Bathtub'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TLcsrk-Mz0I/AAAAAAAAJKc/Dk-nJ7oWenY/s72-c/IMG_1109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-8864162788139077734</id><published>2010-10-15T09:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T12:14:35.008-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting lessons'/><title type='text'>The Homework Saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I get to work and open my bag. There it is staring me in the face. &lt;em&gt;Oh Great! &lt;/em&gt;Feelings of guilt overwhelm me. Realizing, again, that I'm not the perfect parent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do I&amp;nbsp;apologize? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rewind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were anticipating this BIG test for weeks now. I'd been helping her study every night for this thing. We'd study while making supper, driving in the car, grocrey shoping, &lt;em&gt;everywhere. &lt;/em&gt;Finally it was the night before the test and we were going to sit down for one last review. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Uh, Mommy, I can't find the paper."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you mean, where did you have it last? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought I put it in my backpack this morning and it's not there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, your test is tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt; I started feeling tense. &lt;em&gt;Now what are we going to do? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know. Since we've been studying, I feel ready.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, we have to review tonight, DEAR. I just wish you would put your things away where they go so you would be more ready when it's time to study. You should have been looking for it before now. Go check the car. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did already, it's not there either. &lt;/em&gt;Trying to hold back tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well. What are you doing? Go look for it in your room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRR. I felt so upset. I didn't even think how easy it would to look up most of the information up online, or she could just call a classmate to get the information. I just got mad. I yelled. She went to her room to look for the paper crying. I took a deep breath, and immediately went up to her room to appoligze. I appoligized for yelling. But I made sure to make my point clear about being organized, and not waiting till the mast minute to find something. Then we went back&amp;nbsp;to look it up on the internet. Found it right away. Easy. We studied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which brings me back to the beginning of my story. I get to work and open my bag. &lt;em&gt;There it is staring me in the face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-8864162788139077734?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8864162788139077734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=8864162788139077734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8864162788139077734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8864162788139077734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/homework-saga.html' title='The Homework Saga'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3585184824665614761</id><published>2010-10-13T12:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:02:45.349-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting lessons'/><title type='text'>Big Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="200" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527571426329135810" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TLXg7QjyisI/AAAAAAAAAOc/xoBUYd83XiQ/s200/IMG_1085a.JPG" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaron wants so bad to &lt;i&gt;help&lt;/i&gt;. Usually it's easier to just do it ourselves, but we have to remember that each time he helps, he is learning what it means to serve others and bear one another's burdens. That is a lesson worth learning. No matter how long it takes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love the way Angel is guiding him in this video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3125056441513329" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3125056441513329%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331015362%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D16DA3D4AFF6939054D993BDAF6FAABFABEF8EED1.60A78CC024CB5FFAFC5A087A6C8FC90692979358%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3125056441513329%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy4xavlWKSIo0_4xJN7quEWiaZNE&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://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3125056441513329%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331015362%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D16DA3D4AFF6939054D993BDAF6FAABFABEF8EED1.60A78CC024CB5FFAFC5A087A6C8FC90692979358%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3125056441513329%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy4xavlWKSIo0_4xJN7quEWiaZNE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Serve one another in love"&lt;/i&gt; Gal 5:13b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1617473760"&gt;&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/1746784775781377664-3585184824665614761?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3125056441513329&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3585184824665614761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3585184824665614761&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3585184824665614761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3585184824665614761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/big-helper.html' title='Big Helper'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TLXg7QjyisI/AAAAAAAAAOc/xoBUYd83XiQ/s72-c/IMG_1085a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-8271385065364198045</id><published>2010-10-08T11:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T15:20:59.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh yeah!" at 1:00 AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Alisia:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I woke up at 1:00&amp;nbsp;last night&amp;nbsp;and remembered the name of that movie we were trying to think of yesterday! But I was too tired to get out of bed to tell you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Thanks for not waking me up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-8271385065364198045?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8271385065364198045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=8271385065364198045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8271385065364198045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8271385065364198045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-yeah-at-100-am.html' title='&quot;Oh yeah!&quot; at 1:00 AM'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3927811077755909277</id><published>2010-10-07T14:27:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:17:56.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>"As for Me and My House..."</title><content type='html'>We met them when we first moved into our new house last year.&amp;nbsp;Eight children, two single mothers, in a two bedroom apartment almost in our front yard.&amp;nbsp;They were outside every day watching a new family move in across the street and eager to have some kids in the neighborhood to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/SuXROkNnc6I/AAAAAAAAHVU/AD-gLpTFkA0/s1600/DSC00099a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/SuXROkNnc6I/AAAAAAAAHVU/AD-gLpTFkA0/s200/DSC00099a.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It didn't take long for them to introduce themselves and make friends with my children. &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/06/lord-is-my-banner.html"&gt;We just moved&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2009-07-13T10:31:00-04:00&amp;amp;max-results=50"&gt;I was 8 months pregnant.&lt;/a&gt; I wasn't happy when I came home from work to see our backyard full of &lt;i&gt;"street kids"&lt;/i&gt; and referring to our yard as &lt;i&gt;"the playground."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/St8Rth5wNiI/AAAAAAAAHUE/iLEdQZX0S70/s1600/IMG_4022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/St8Rth5wNiI/AAAAAAAAHUE/iLEdQZX0S70/s200/IMG_4022.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But at the time, I couldn't see God's bigger picture. They lived across the street from us for just&amp;nbsp;10 months before they moved to a bigger place a few miles away. But in those 10 months, God did an amzing work. I began to see those children through God's eyes. He quickly changed my heart and gave me a love for each one of them. He knew that they would need so much more than &lt;i&gt;neighbors &lt;/i&gt;for 10 months. He planted seeds deep in &lt;i&gt;our hearts &lt;/i&gt;to have a relationship with them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S740gem0I5I/AAAAAAAAIJQ/8fVy-dDnltM/s1600/IMG_6406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S740gem0I5I/AAAAAAAAIJQ/8fVy-dDnltM/s200/IMG_6406.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/10/70s-again.html"&gt;kids played together&lt;/a&gt; every day. It didn't matter if it was raining or &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/12/perfect-snowy-day.html"&gt;snowing&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;They played outside.&amp;nbsp;They &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/04/garage-band.html"&gt;played in the garage&lt;/a&gt;. They played church.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-schooling.html"&gt;They played school&lt;/a&gt;. They would play 'till dark. Somehow it was always "too dark" for them to walk home by themselves. Angel walked them back. Two of the girls, "H" and "N", started spending the night every Friday and Saturday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/reasons-to-celebrate.html"&gt;They asked to come to church with us&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/SwbwVA2_KLI/AAAAAAAAHe4/37GnfpH2nxc/s1600/IMG_4336.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/SwbwVA2_KLI/AAAAAAAAHe4/37GnfpH2nxc/s200/IMG_4336.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They learned our household rules. Sometimes they got sent home if they didn't follow them. They helped with&amp;nbsp;Saturday chores. They had family devotions with us. They&amp;nbsp;listened to our prayers before meals and wouldn't take a bite until we prayed. Then, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/11/operation-christmas-child.html"&gt;they prayed.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;They thanked God for their food, their family, and their life. H said it was the first time she ever prayed. But she knew God heard her. They continued coming to Church, Bible Study, and Sunday School with us. They learned Bible verses and songs, heard Bible stories, and most importantly they&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/kingdom-kids.html"&gt;learned about God &lt;/a&gt;and his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had to work out disagreements among them. We've had to work through some hard situations with them. They've seen us make mistakes and heard us&amp;nbsp;apologize. They know we love them. Oh, how thankful I am to have a godly husband. Together we have worked through these new&amp;nbsp;situations&amp;nbsp;and a renewed meaning of reaching out. He reminds me that God is in control and can use our imperfect family. They call Angel "Papi." And say I'm much nicer than a "step-mom."&amp;nbsp;They know that in our home, we serve the Lord.&amp;nbsp;They have become a part of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="mosaic8fac633ce06e64b57e1086eee8aa62969f400e15" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4109/5060667578_b3653b3d14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be honored if you join with us in prayer for these two girls and their families.&amp;nbsp;&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/1746784775781377664-3927811077755909277?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3927811077755909277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3927811077755909277&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3927811077755909277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3927811077755909277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-for-me-and-my-house.html' title='&quot;As for Me and My House...&quot;'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/SuXROkNnc6I/AAAAAAAAHVU/AD-gLpTFkA0/s72-c/DSC00099a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2200878486947663423</id><published>2010-10-01T18:07:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T18:16:19.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYcRLguNI/AAAAAAAAANk/DtXnJhnS84k/s1600/photo02.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYcRLguNI/AAAAAAAAANk/DtXnJhnS84k/s1600/photo02.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYcfL56gI/AAAAAAAAANs/ValnnU3zTb8/s1600/photo01a.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="133" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523199239447505410" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYcfL56gI/AAAAAAAAANs/ValnnU3zTb8/s200/photo01a.JPG" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week we had a fun outing for the clients I work with. To go to the pumpkin patch! I got to take Aaron and we had a great time! We went on a tractor ride, got to pick a pumpkin, and pet some farm animals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYohzvBHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bMVQKJVGuCo/s1600/photo8.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="142" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523199446309864562" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYohzvBHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bMVQKJVGuCo/s200/photo8.JPG" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;He loves being outdoors and just loved all the farm animals. He would squeal and scream to want to touch them, but once we got up close, he was scared. He liked the bunny's though, they were his size.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYoc8W1TI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m884wAaNml4/s1600/photo06.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523199445003851058" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYoc8W1TI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m884wAaNml4/s320/photo06.jpg" style="float: left; height: 161px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; width: 226px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also got to see a pig race! That was fun.&amp;nbsp;And a new experience for both of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tractor ride:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYcw8LItI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UG6VfhRN-rc/s1600/photo6.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523199244213363410" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYcw8LItI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UG6VfhRN-rc/s320/photo6.JPG" style="float: left; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYdaxwNdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7hW9NQTC_8k/s1600/photo4bb.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYdaxwNdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7hW9NQTC_8k/s1600/photo4bb.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYdaxwNdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7hW9NQTC_8k/s1600/photo4bb.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYcl1FzpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Gc3rHASKbsI/s1600/photo4b.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="206" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523199241230864018" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYcl1FzpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Gc3rHASKbsI/s400/photo4b.JPG" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="197" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523199255443944914" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYdaxwNdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7hW9NQTC_8k/s200/photo4bb.JPG" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite picture of the day of my little man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;This pumpkin was almost as big as him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523199235687758034" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYcRLguNI/AAAAAAAAANk/DtXnJhnS84k/s640/photo02.JPG" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px;" width="395" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sweet day! I wish I could take him to work every day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2200878486947663423?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2200878486947663423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2200878486947663423&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2200878486947663423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2200878486947663423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722580215838543362</uri><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/_A1UtPS9qYbg/TKZYcfL56gI/AAAAAAAAANs/ValnnU3zTb8/s72-c/photo01a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-780996677327364532</id><published>2010-09-23T13:35:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:55:37.623-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>Even on a Good Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PpXZoLSo7Z0t5-_KFsIZANoYtKpPYU0LEPPpv2ac8LI?feat=embedwebsite" style="clear: left; display: inline! important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FMWHG2ape08/SQtpG3idDjI/AAAAAAAAD3g/Fe4iqcBDvvo/s320/DSC00464.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;My husband was off and we spent the entire day--together. &lt;br /&gt;Breakfast--together.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the beautiful fall weather--together.&lt;br /&gt;Quiet time with God--together.&lt;br /&gt;Time in prayer--together.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron loved the attention from both of us. We got to watch Caleb's&amp;nbsp;soccer&amp;nbsp;game. He got to study.&lt;br /&gt;The kids did their homework and played well together.&lt;br /&gt;They listened.&amp;nbsp;No fighting. No whining.&lt;br /&gt;Early dinner. &lt;br /&gt;More time as a family outside. &lt;br /&gt;Dishes done, laundry folded and put away. &lt;br /&gt;Bedtime was actually &lt;i&gt;on time! &lt;/i&gt;The house was quiet &lt;i&gt;before 10 pm!.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.&lt;br /&gt;It happened. I took something he said wrong and reacted out of anger. I quickly apploigized, but just that fast, the &lt;i&gt;good day&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;wasn't &lt;i&gt;as good &lt;/i&gt;anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-kindof-day.html"&gt;On bad days&lt;/a&gt;, we know we need God's grace. But even on the best day of days, we are still never good enough to earn grace. Even on this &lt;em&gt;very good day, &lt;/em&gt;I still need His grace.&amp;nbsp;I am reminded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;For it is by grace you have been saved,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;through faith—and this not from yourselves,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;it is the gift of God— not by works,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;so that no one can boast."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eph 2:8-9&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/1746784775781377664-780996677327364532?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/780996677327364532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=780996677327364532&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/780996677327364532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/780996677327364532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/09/even-on-good-day.html' title='Even on a Good Day...'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FMWHG2ape08/SQtpG3idDjI/AAAAAAAAD3g/Fe4iqcBDvvo/s72-c/DSC00464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-342081465104498011</id><published>2010-09-21T11:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:26:10.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy</title><content type='html'>Recently we had a family reunion. It was one of those big family reunions that go several generations back. One of those family reunions that most people have the same last name, but are so removed, are they really &lt;em&gt;family?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;One&amp;nbsp;those family reunions you really don't know too many people, but show up anyway to represent &lt;em&gt;your &lt;/em&gt;side of the family and for good food and good fellowship with the ones you&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/5011871790_6dd12feb60.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="6b" border="0" height="273" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/5011871790_6dd12feb60.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My grandfather, one of the oldest in the back, and his&amp;nbsp; siblings and cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, this one turned out to be one of those family reunions I'm really really glad I went to. And glad that I sat with someone I &lt;em&gt;didn't &lt;/em&gt;know. I met one of my grandfather's cousins (not sure what he is to me). He was reminiscing as I asked him what his profession was, how many kids he has, grandkids, and such. As he talked, I could tell one thing about him: &lt;em&gt;his faith&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Suddenly I felt an amazing attachment that truely brought us together as family. And I wanted to know more about&amp;nbsp;him. More about his faith that so clearly defined him.&amp;nbsp;I asked him if his parents brought him up in that faith. He didn't&amp;nbsp;just say&amp;nbsp;yes, he said &lt;em&gt;"Oh, of course, that was very important to them. I remember it being important to my grandparents."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/5011871732_5ae98f2c80.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="6" border="0" height="200" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/5011871732_5ae98f2c80.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That statement &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;amazes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;me because he remembers his grandparent's&amp;nbsp;faith, prayers, and stories. Even more, his grandparents, are &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;great-great grandparents! And they were remembered for their faith! How cool is that? God has honored their faith in passing down the covenant from generation to generation.&amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/03/reason-for-hope.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; get to benefit&lt;/a&gt; from it. &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/reasons-to-celebrate.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My kids &lt;/em&gt;get to benefit&lt;/a&gt; from it. And their kids. I &lt;em&gt;want &lt;/em&gt;to be &lt;em&gt;remembered &lt;/em&gt;for my faith. I &lt;em&gt;want &lt;/em&gt;my faith to &lt;em&gt;define me&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I want to pass down that legacy--a legacy of faith in a God who loves so much, he chose to give his son, so that we may have life in Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will establish my covenant as an everlasting covenant between me and you and your descendants after you for the generations to come, to be your God and the God of your descendants after you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Genesis 17:7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked about &lt;em&gt;me. "I know your grandparents know the Lord, what about you?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh yes," &lt;/em&gt;I responded, &lt;em&gt;"I do, too." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Well, that's good,"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;he&amp;nbsp;said with a gentle smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;"You know, each generation has to decide for themselves and call upon the Lord as their Savior. You can't depend on the faith of your parents....you have to decide for yourself." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For the LORD is good and His love endures forever; His faithfulness continues through all generations."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 100:5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4149/5011997264_1c080bc727.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="7" border="0" height="207" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4149/5011997264_1c080bc727.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, take hold of the hearts of my children. Let them know that they are&amp;nbsp;Your workman ship.&amp;nbsp;May they find Your word more precious than gold and sweeter than honey. May they proclaim&amp;nbsp;the hope and joy they&amp;nbsp;find in You and declare Your name among the nations.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-342081465104498011?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/342081465104498011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=342081465104498011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/342081465104498011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/342081465104498011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/09/legacy.html' title='Legacy'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/5011871790_6dd12feb60_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-6880509635572103503</id><published>2010-09-16T17:05:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T21:05:43.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4146/4977288083_4be7d5d782.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image0462" border="0" height="240" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4146/4977288083_4be7d5d782.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this was so cute. He was so&amp;nbsp;fascinated&amp;nbsp;by his shadow! He would stomp and kick and turn around and fall down and get back up and it was still attached to him! Too bad you couldn't see it in real life, but here's some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/4977288041_e0031fef1b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image0460" border="0" height="200" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/4977288041_e0031fef1b.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4108/4977288117_e04782f7bf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image0463" border="0" height="200" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4108/4977288117_e04782f7bf.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 91:1&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/1746784775781377664-6880509635572103503?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6880509635572103503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=6880509635572103503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6880509635572103503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6880509635572103503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/09/shadow.html' title='Shadow'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4146/4977288083_4be7d5d782_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2600129508361835270</id><published>2010-09-10T13:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:22:05.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beauty of Thy Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Drop Thy still dews of quietness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Till all our strivings cease;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Take from our souls the strain and stress;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And let our ordered lives confess&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The beauty of Thy peace.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by John Greenleaf Whittier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FMWHG2ape08/Swwcg29hblI/AAAAAAAAHgI/cUCIWe3_brU/s1600/DSC00156a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="105" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FMWHG2ape08/Swwcg29hblI/AAAAAAAAHgI/cUCIWe3_brU/s200/DSC00156a.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CnoeStDp_7kZPBthDAdNCtLbbNW9d4fisTXT-lSSU64?feat=embedwebsite" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Order and peace in the home can silently reflect God's character. I know it is possible to have a peaceful home. Growing up, it was something my mom would always strive for. And it seems that God gifted her with creative ways to make our home cozy and warm, surrounded in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qkE4PEgW0BtYjc6px8NnrNLbbNW9d4fisTXT-lSSU64?feat=embedwebsite" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img height="76" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FMWHG2ape08/Sxf31vad1YI/AAAAAAAAHiA/eWQ1rnU6GfM/s200/pu.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year, I was eager to decorate for fall early. Although I dread saying goodbye to summer, decorating and organizing helps makes us ready to embrace the anticipated change in season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with this has come a desire for me to have order and more structure in the home. By that I simply mean structure in our daily routine, order where things are placed, limited clutter, and a cozy and inviting surrounding. It doesn't happen over night. I don't stress if something is out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having order in the home seems to have some great benefits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Helps our daily routine run more smoothly. Everything has a place. Less chaos.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Less chaos leads to less headaches, less frustration, less&amp;nbsp;arguments. Peace.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teaches the kids to put things back after they use something/ clean up their toys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Able to invite others into the home more readily. We are more available to be God's hands and feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More time to do other things. It takes much less time cleaning when things are kept up. Helps keep me accountable with my time to keep things orderly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I know that this is something every mother struggles with. If this is a desire of yours, re-read the creation story and see how God pays attention to every detail. Read Genesis 2 and all the details God created in the garden of Eden.&amp;nbsp;What works for us might not work for your family. Keep pressing on and find what does work, how to find order and peace in the home.&amp;nbsp;It's worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2600129508361835270?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2600129508361835270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2600129508361835270&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2600129508361835270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2600129508361835270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/09/beauty-of-thy-peace.html' title='The Beauty of Thy Peace'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FMWHG2ape08/Swwcg29hblI/AAAAAAAAHgI/cUCIWe3_brU/s72-c/DSC00156a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2479629760028724440</id><published>2010-09-09T09:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:31:07.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The New iPod Touch</title><content type='html'>Now why did they have to go and &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodtouch/"&gt;release this?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I must not have been the only one with &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/09/ipod-touch-review.html"&gt;those suggestions&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Video calling &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;built-in HD video camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474209@N04/4973441517/" title="features_hero20100901 by hotrokero, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="features_hero20100901" height="176" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4087/4973441517_a930239d6b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll have to ooooo and aaaaaaahh from afar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2479629760028724440?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2479629760028724440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2479629760028724440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2479629760028724440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2479629760028724440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-ipod-touch.html' title='The New iPod Touch'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4087/4973441517_a930239d6b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2925044125334995551</id><published>2010-09-03T17:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:23:56.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod Touch Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474209@N04/4946273126/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="IMG_0944 by hotrokero, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_0944" height="150" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4946273126_a85273e846.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; my &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-toy.html"&gt;new toy&lt;/a&gt;! I've had it for about 6 weeks and have learned how to&amp;nbsp;navigate&amp;nbsp;it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many great things about the having this iPod. I love having the internet and all my pictures at my fingertips. Just the other day I was able to show my grandmother pictures from my cousins wedding without taking along a photo album! I never had an iPod before this one, I didn't want one, ask for one, or really even know what it was. But now 6 weeks later, I'm&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;an iPod fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I &lt;i&gt;don't like &lt;/i&gt;about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;must have&lt;/i&gt; internet access somewhere and own a computer (in order to use iTunes, charge it).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;need to buy a wall charger or car charger. We don't use a home computer much to charge with the USB cable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;must have &lt;/i&gt;apps installed in order to use iPod whatsoever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;battery life when playing games/apps is 2 hours =(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most of all, there's no camera! I take this thing with me everywhere I go. I hate lugging around my phone, camera, and iPod. Maybe I can convince Angel &lt;i&gt;he &lt;/i&gt;needs an iPod and I can give him mine so I can get the iPhone???? It has a camera! Then I'll have to research smart phones. I really want one I can Skype from my phone/internet access. That would be the best! I don't think you can do that yet with the iPhone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2925044125334995551?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2925044125334995551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2925044125334995551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2925044125334995551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2925044125334995551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/09/ipod-touch-review.html' title='iPod Touch Review'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4946273126_a85273e846_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4260093841236969956</id><published>2010-08-31T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T16:20:16.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Agua de Sandia</title><content type='html'>Here's to the little things in life you can do to show your spouse you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4946273734_b89212fecd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_0926" border="0" height="240" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4946273734_b89212fecd.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474209@N04/4946273734/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="IMG_0926 by hotrokero, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474209@N04/4945689313/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="IMG_0927 by hotrokero, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_0927" height="200" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4148/4945689313_3fa492ac35.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/4946273894_ce22867c38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_0934" border="0" height="200" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/4946273894_ce22867c38.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Angel loved this. He said it was &lt;i&gt;like being in love with me again for the first time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.lacocinadeleslie.com/2010/08/agua-de-sandia.html"&gt;this recipe&lt;/a&gt;, it was super easy. And delicious!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks Leslie! ;)&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/1746784775781377664-4260093841236969956?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4260093841236969956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4260093841236969956&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4260093841236969956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4260093841236969956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/08/agua-de-sandia.html' title='Agua de Sandia'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4946273734_b89212fecd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3480005814132829685</id><published>2010-08-27T11:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:56:04.453-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alisia'/><title type='text'>To Save a Buck</title><content type='html'>Shopping for school supplies can add up quickly, especially when you have more than one child. When Alisia was the only one in school, I didn't mind spending a bit more $$ for her to have &lt;i&gt;the cute &lt;/i&gt;supplies. This year however, we went to several different stores to get the sale items then finished up at Wal-Mart, just to save some $$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474209@N04/4931776385/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="CAMP 148 by hotrokero, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="CAMP 148" height="200" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4931776385_dcbe5330e9.jpg" width="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, the first day, Alisia made the remark&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"everyone has such cute designs on their notebooks."&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;She wasn't complaining, it was just a comment, but I could tell she just wished hers had a bit more to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I told her that&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;her &lt;/i&gt;notebook is &lt;i&gt;actually much cooler &lt;/i&gt;than the other ones with designs because she gets to make her own design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474209@N04/4932368470/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" title="CAMP 147 by hotrokero, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="CAMP 147" height="320" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4096/4932368470_d49abfc825.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So last night we went to it. I need to do a better job at printing pictures. I didn't have many recent pictures. But, she is very excited about her new notebook cover and can't wait to start using it.&lt;br /&gt;She said &lt;i&gt;"now I definately feel like mine is the best!" &lt;/i&gt;I think I might have got some "cool mom" points too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how much she loves her family. I realize though, in a few years, it'll probably be full of friends instead of family pictures. That's OK too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-3480005814132829685?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3480005814132829685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3480005814132829685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3480005814132829685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3480005814132829685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-save-buck.html' title='To Save a Buck'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4931776385_dcbe5330e9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3171741692392714279</id><published>2010-08-26T17:43:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T18:02:21.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Friday Yet?</title><content type='html'>It has been a long week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474209@N04/4930544526/" title="CAMP 120a by hotrokero, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="CAMP 120a" height="300" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/4930544526_370fa4c4c5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh those two sure look good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474209@N04/4929964463/" title="CAMP 123 by hotrokero, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="CAMP 123" height="300" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4122/4929964463_c6d9ee9661.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is funny where  Caleb's friend just walked up and smiled in our family picture on the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474209@N04/4929964551/" title="CAMP 126 by hotrokero, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="CAMP 126" height="400" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4929964551_93125b0307.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been the loooongest week! We've been adjusting to new back-to-school schedules and getting up earlier. The kids usually are so worn out and eager for bed-time. (so am I!) I don't remember it always being this hard to adjust?&amp;nbsp;I'm so ready for the weekend. I need to wash clothes, put dishes away, and catch up on everything! Now I'm looking forward to some special time with this one. I'm gonna take some vacation days just to spend time with him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474209@N04/4929964559/" title="CAMP 029 by hotrokero, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="CAMP 029" height="400" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4929964559_4c78ac83bb.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-3171741692392714279?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3171741692392714279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3171741692392714279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3171741692392714279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3171741692392714279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/08/is-it-friday-yet.html' title='Is it Friday Yet?'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/4930544526_370fa4c4c5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-8538842687979401145</id><published>2010-08-21T10:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T21:46:27.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So Is This Normal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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And school hasn't even started, &lt;i&gt;yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6wiu3gMpI/AAAAAAAAIrs/kR5BzXtbsrk/s1600/CAMP+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6wiu3gMpI/AAAAAAAAIrs/kR5BzXtbsrk/s400/CAMP+021.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's just for two kids. I can't imagine doing this for 3, 4, 5, 6.....kids. (share a link with me if you have one)&amp;nbsp;Is it just me or is that a lot of glue for just 2 kids?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6wiu3gMpI/AAAAAAAAIrs/kR5BzXtbsrk/s1600/CAMP+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6woypB_WI/AAAAAAAAIr0/SvyMqrtEN4M/s1600/CAMP+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6woypB_WI/AAAAAAAAIr0/SvyMqrtEN4M/s320/CAMP+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This one will all-too-soon be headed off that way with the big two! Until then, I'll be enjoying every minute I can with him--just the two of us! Looks like there are &lt;i&gt;some &lt;/i&gt;advantages to this age difference thing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6y_N13KzI/AAAAAAAAIsk/dXL5Tb93SU8/s1600/IMG_0879a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6y_N13KzI/AAAAAAAAIsk/dXL5Tb93SU8/s200/IMG_0879a.JPG" width="110" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6yqnsgqiI/AAAAAAAAIsc/y-KpGuzRknU/s1600/IMG_0883a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6yqnsgqiI/AAAAAAAAIsc/y-KpGuzRknU/s200/IMG_0883a.JPG" width="113" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6yDLOVorI/AAAAAAAAIsU/-i9ivs6YVdE/s1600/IMG_0877a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6yDLOVorI/AAAAAAAAIsU/-i9ivs6YVdE/s200/IMG_0877a.JPG" width="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-7890931024863952724?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7890931024863952724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=7890931024863952724&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7890931024863952724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7890931024863952724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/08/ready-for-school.html' title='Ready for School'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TG6wiu3gMpI/AAAAAAAAIrs/kR5BzXtbsrk/s72-c/CAMP+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2082031929741809619</id><published>2010-08-10T16:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:56:34.025-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>The Trump Shall Resound</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we need the reminder. Sometimes we need for our world not to make sense and our longing for heaven to be so great that it out weighs our sense of reality here on earth. Sometimes through our&amp;nbsp;earthly loss and pain we have a renewed passion and purpose. We were made&amp;nbsp;to worship. We were made for eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let Your Kingdom come, Your will be done, On earth as it is in Heaven.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wonder what&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/08/09/AR2010080905727.html"&gt; he is seeing right now&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Revelation 5:11-13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Then I looked and heard the voice of many angels, numbering thousands upon thousands, and ten thousand times ten thousand. They encircled the throne and the living creatures and the elders. In a loud voice they sang: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worthy is the Lamb, who was slain, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to receive power and wealth and wisdom and strength &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and honor and glory and praise!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I heard every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and on the sea, and all that is in them, singing: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;be praise and honor and glory and power, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for ever and ever!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2082031929741809619?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2082031929741809619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2082031929741809619&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2082031929741809619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2082031929741809619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/08/trump-shall-resound.html' title='The Trump Shall Resound'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-5805665153859488839</id><published>2010-08-06T08:40:00.058-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:56:25.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caleb'/><title type='text'>The Other Man in my Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsb7019lDI/AAAAAAAAIpY/r-j78fkqjik/s1600/IMG_5102a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsb7019lDI/AAAAAAAAIpY/r-j78fkqjik/s200/IMG_5102a.JPG" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caleb Boarman Garcia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe that you are turning 7 today! You &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/08/questions-answers-and-graduation.html"&gt;are thoughtful&lt;/a&gt; and&amp;nbsp;such a blessing to our family. Just as God uses us as your &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/09/wheres-my-camera-when-i-need-it.html"&gt;parents to teach you&lt;/a&gt;, he also continues to use &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html"&gt;you to teach us!&lt;/a&gt; I love &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/05/heart-of-praise.html"&gt;to hear your&lt;/a&gt; heart &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/03/praise-god-louder.html"&gt;long to praise Him. &lt;/a&gt;My heart overflows with joy knowing that you&amp;nbsp;have known&amp;nbsp;Jesus as your Savior from such a young age and seek to follow him with your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed at how much &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/05/warrior-for-lord.html"&gt;scripture you know&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/6-short.html"&gt;your ability to apply&lt;/a&gt; it to &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/04/way-god-made-me.html"&gt;your life&lt;/a&gt;. You have so many &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-i-grow-up.html"&gt;intriguing questions&lt;/a&gt; about God's word. Even ones that I cannot answer.&amp;nbsp;The bible tells us&amp;nbsp;that God will reveal himself to you as you continue to seek Him. &lt;br /&gt;(Jer 29:13) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a special birthday beause you were born on you great-grandmother's birthday. That is why you have her maiden name &lt;em&gt;Boarman &lt;/em&gt;as your middle name. It was an honor that you were able to meet her before she lost her fight with cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFse7meU8JI/AAAAAAAAIqw/0gZjvUnHkfQ/s1600/mario+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFse7meU8JI/AAAAAAAAIqw/0gZjvUnHkfQ/s320/mario+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to name you Caleb for many reasons. It was a long decision for us but it fits you perfectly. And it is easy to pronounce in both Spanish and English without changing the spelling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caleb &lt;/strong&gt;is a Hebrew word meaning "whole-hearted," "faithful" or "bold, brave." In the Bible, Caleb was one of the twelve spies who Moses sent out into Caanan. Caleb wasn't simply &lt;strong&gt;faithful&lt;/strong&gt;, but he also served God with his &lt;strong&gt;whole heart&lt;/strong&gt;. He was &lt;strong&gt;bold&lt;/strong&gt; in&amp;nbsp;the first to speak up and say &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Numbers%2013:30&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"let's go and conquer this land."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;(Numbers 13:30)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;He was &lt;strong&gt;brave&lt;/strong&gt; to encourage the Israelites to follow God with opposition from the other 10 spies. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Numbers%2014:6-9&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;(Numbers 14:6-9)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Lord blessed Caleb and his descendants because of his wholehearted-faithfullness to follow Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Caleb, our prayer for you in choosing your name is that you will serve the Lord&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;faithfully&lt;/em&gt; with your &lt;em&gt;whole heart&lt;/em&gt; (1 Sam 12:24). As you grow, may God bless you as you&amp;nbsp;are&lt;em&gt; bold&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;in your&amp;nbsp;faith&amp;nbsp;to share God's love with others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But because my servant Caleb has a different spirit and follows me wholeheartedly, I will bring him into the land he went to, and his descendants will inherit it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Numbers 14:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsVZkim0tI/AAAAAAAAIow/UPpKdXHEOuI/s1600/IMG_1630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsVZkim0tI/AAAAAAAAIow/UPpKdXHEOuI/s200/IMG_1630.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;Wasn't this just yesterday? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsdVQh7kKI/AAAAAAAAIqA/7pE1W4eHmE8/s1600/untitled12a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsdVQh7kKI/AAAAAAAAIqA/7pE1W4eHmE8/s200/untitled12a.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;Oh how the years go by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2Wkd8Vs8I/AAAAAAAAIcA/4qDF4MLEt2M/s1600/IMG_4196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2Wkd8Vs8I/AAAAAAAAIcA/4qDF4MLEt2M/s200/IMG_4196.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love picking up the camera and finding this: (I didn't take the picture)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2WHMNtoPI/AAAAAAAAIbw/7_KsdFcTC0w/s1600/untitleda.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2WHMNtoPI/AAAAAAAAIbw/7_KsdFcTC0w/s200/untitleda.bmp" width="140" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how handsome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsaILLgK5I/AAAAAAAAIpA/u9hyPSnsSNo/s1600/IMG_0163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsaILLgK5I/AAAAAAAAIpA/u9hyPSnsSNo/s320/IMG_0163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Handsome like&amp;nbsp;your Papi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;Not only&amp;nbsp;are you&amp;nbsp;handsome, but&amp;nbsp;you make me laugh! (I cropped him out of&amp;nbsp;this series of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/reasons-to-celebrate.html"&gt;family pictures&lt;/a&gt; we took at church)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2aB-HWM1I/AAAAAAAAIcI/c2rZnFgw94I/s1600/CUTE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2aB-HWM1I/AAAAAAAAIcI/c2rZnFgw94I/s200/CUTE.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;Did I mention&amp;nbsp;your sense of humor? (Alisia took these)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsePNmPZ2I/AAAAAAAAIqQ/m8SfYvsKNtw/s1600/IMG_1390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsePNmPZ2I/AAAAAAAAIqQ/m8SfYvsKNtw/s200/IMG_1390.JPG" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2ewO5rngI/AAAAAAAAIcY/65xs27hyC88/s1600/SILLY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2ewO5rngI/AAAAAAAAIcY/65xs27hyC88/s200/SILLY.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsSG5jrBtI/AAAAAAAAIoQ/u8LdeVl_lWo/s1600/Image0081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsSG5jrBtI/AAAAAAAAIoQ/u8LdeVl_lWo/s320/Image0081.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And so creative!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2fFYiQEYI/AAAAAAAAIcg/dEDO5P_4Bo4/s1600/mosaicece2aa843d4eb2bf80aac08bc3088a5d10a22036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2fFYiQEYI/AAAAAAAAIcg/dEDO5P_4Bo4/s320/mosaicece2aa843d4eb2bf80aac08bc3088a5d10a22036.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a servants heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2LVgXtyTI/AAAAAAAAIag/w20cRUTcli4/s1600/IMG_0285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2LVgXtyTI/AAAAAAAAIag/w20cRUTcli4/s200/IMG_0285.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFscr-x9WwI/AAAAAAAAIpo/ELcYVuUcVOo/s1600/DSC00264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFscr-x9WwI/AAAAAAAAIpo/ELcYVuUcVOo/s200/DSC00264.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFshsjf3LMI/AAAAAAAAIrA/MS_2gO-iVog/s1600/IMG_0609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFshsjf3LMI/AAAAAAAAIrA/MS_2gO-iVog/s200/IMG_0609.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A great big brother! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2MukJ221I/AAAAAAAAIa4/NhQ2RuWz8LE/s1600/IMG_0695abc.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2MukJ221I/AAAAAAAAIa4/NhQ2RuWz8LE/s200/IMG_0695abc.JPG" width="180" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2NLuN0RDI/AAAAAAAAIbI/ampqa5u9boU/s1600/IMG_0692a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2NLuN0RDI/AAAAAAAAIbI/ampqa5u9boU/s200/IMG_0692a.JPG" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsZm2IYX8I/AAAAAAAAIo4/G9ObsgYUjoQ/s1600/IMG_0903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsZm2IYX8I/AAAAAAAAIo4/G9ObsgYUjoQ/s200/IMG_0903.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2WWBRbfhI/AAAAAAAAIb4/HekaL3pTpfE/s1600/DSC00277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2WWBRbfhI/AAAAAAAAIb4/HekaL3pTpfE/s200/DSC00277.JPG" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsjXbQuRJI/AAAAAAAAIrQ/3MfEUr4fzLY/s1600/IMG_0636a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsjXbQuRJI/AAAAAAAAIrQ/3MfEUr4fzLY/s200/IMG_0636a.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took this through my kitchen window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsglUMYMUI/AAAAAAAAIq4/fQdrSV3o460/s1600/IMG_0337a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsglUMYMUI/AAAAAAAAIq4/fQdrSV3o460/s200/IMG_0337a.JPG" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then I went out to get closer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsSp7NIvGI/AAAAAAAAIoY/BMVdJj-rLzg/s1600/IMG_0330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsSp7NIvGI/AAAAAAAAIoY/BMVdJj-rLzg/s320/IMG_0330.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I love you son!&amp;nbsp;Looking forward to an awesome birthday party! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFse6KuTZWI/AAAAAAAAIqo/EVb96rBsjDY/s1600/mario+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFse6KuTZWI/AAAAAAAAIqo/EVb96rBsjDY/s400/mario+007.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*click on the links in this post&amp;nbsp;to read more great Caleb stories&lt;/span&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/1746784775781377664-5805665153859488839?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5805665153859488839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=5805665153859488839&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5805665153859488839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5805665153859488839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/08/other-man-in-my-life.html' title='The Other Man in my Life'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFsb7019lDI/AAAAAAAAIpY/r-j78fkqjik/s72-c/IMG_5102a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4557144607866308639</id><published>2010-08-03T17:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:56:14.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legacy'/><title type='text'>The Pickle Jar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I recently heard some newly-wed advise my grandmother gave my mom. It's quite profound yet so simple. She learned this and has been married 60+ years so I thought I'd pass it on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I always ask him to open the pickle jar."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFiH-6KLknI/AAAAAAAAImU/x81y0N60Zlw/s1600/Picture+156a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="168" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFiH-6KLknI/AAAAAAAAImU/x81y0N60Zlw/s200/Picture+156a.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she does. Every time I'm there she always asks&amp;nbsp;my grandfather&amp;nbsp;to do this for her, even if I'm standing right there in the room with her. Her reasoning? &lt;em&gt;Every man needs to be needed.&lt;/em&gt; Be at a vulnerable place and ask him to fill in the gaps. Let him complete you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sometimes I need this reminder. It can be too easy for me to try to do things on my own without asking for my husbands help&amp;nbsp;and I get in more trouble than when I started. This can be without me realizing asking him would have been easier and faster than all the energy I spent trying to do it on my own. Or sometimes I know I can do it on my own, and I purposefully choose to do it anyway just so show him I'm perfectly capable...or to show him my way is better. I just say I'm a &lt;em&gt;"go-getter"&lt;/em&gt; in a prideful way that &lt;em&gt;"if there is&amp;nbsp;something that needs done, I do it." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;While I know that there is certainly a place for that. But wasn't this woman's original sin in the garden?&amp;nbsp;Eve thought that her own agenda was &lt;em&gt;pleasing to the eye. &lt;/em&gt;And yes, man did&amp;nbsp;sin here too, but would the story have been different if Eve followed Adam or consulted with him before eating the fruit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFh5pwMFoAI/AAAAAAAAImM/FX_VLdQNFfE/s1600/IMG_1499a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFh5pwMFoAI/AAAAAAAAImM/FX_VLdQNFfE/s200/IMG_1499a.JPG" width="153" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've started taking this approach as far as letting Angel know that I need him. I can take all 3 kids swimming on my own no problem. But they have so much fun when he comes with us. And I can relax more when he is with me. And this is true with so many other things. I just want him to know that I love &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;need him. So I ask him to open the pickle jar. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4557144607866308639?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4557144607866308639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4557144607866308639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4557144607866308639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4557144607866308639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/08/pickle-jar.html' title='The Pickle Jar'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TFiH-6KLknI/AAAAAAAAImU/x81y0N60Zlw/s72-c/Picture+156a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-6713855391539081783</id><published>2010-07-30T09:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:16:30.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>$6 Short</title><content type='html'>-The other day our babysitter took the kids to the movies &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/06/free-family-fun.html"&gt;Family Film Fest&lt;/a&gt;. These are family movies that run all summer long. And the best part is that they are free! Well, not this time. It cost 6$. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb was insistent to take is extra chore and tooth money with him. He stuck it down in his pocket. But when they were coming home, it was gone. We called back and asked if it was turned in, but it wasn't. Our wonderfully-awesome-such-a-blessing babysitter told Caleb a story that one time when she was little, her mom didn't have enough money for grocries and found a 20 dollar bill. She knew it was from God and thanked him for sending money for food for the week. She also told him that one time she lost $100. It hurts so much at the moment, but she prayed that someone who really needs it will find it just like how her mom found money when she really needed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that night Caleb prayed for his lost money. He prayed that someone would find it only if they really needed $6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great that he knows God is in control even of our money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:19&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-6713855391539081783?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6713855391539081783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=6713855391539081783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6713855391539081783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6713855391539081783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/6-short.html' title='$6 Short'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-6268923356117459937</id><published>2010-07-28T10:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T10:11:50.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEnW6DiMo2I/AAAAAAAAIlU/3ejnvdPejoM/s1600/IMG_0721.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEnW6DiMo2I/AAAAAAAAIlU/3ejnvdPejoM/s200/IMG_0721.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun memories on a special day--it was one of those &lt;em&gt;big&lt;/em&gt; life milestones&amp;nbsp;that comes our&amp;nbsp;way when we aren't looking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEnWUhGr8EI/AAAAAAAAIlM/H_DLbX8gdCg/s1600/IMG_0582.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEnWUhGr8EI/AAAAAAAAIlM/H_DLbX8gdCg/s320/IMG_0582.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look at those beautiful children! I love my family. They woke me up again with a yummy special breakfast. My husband is the best! He loves me so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEnar45reiI/AAAAAAAAIlk/n3qbjtD99VM/s1600/IMG_0632a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEnar45reiI/AAAAAAAAIlk/n3qbjtD99VM/s200/IMG_0632a.JPG" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also got pampered and got my hair cut and highlighted. So per Angel's request, I'm letting it grow long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TE9t_2QPlLI/AAAAAAAAImE/Bc8PhvizBAA/s1600/IMG_8631a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TE9t_2QPlLI/AAAAAAAAImE/Bc8PhvizBAA/s200/IMG_8631a.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So then we had a family grill-out. It was a beautiful evening my&lt;a href="http://lilfoxes.blogspot.com/"&gt; cousin Geniene&lt;/a&gt; helped plan. It was so special to have her and her boys there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEnViOj-mJI/AAAAAAAAIlE/FWSE-rJsfEE/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEnViOj-mJI/AAAAAAAAIlE/FWSE-rJsfEE/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I got&amp;nbsp;a new toy.&amp;nbsp;A total surprise to me! iPod touch. I've never wanted one or asked for one or even know how to use one! Angel just thought I'd like it.&amp;nbsp;And it sure has been so much fun learning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(I'm taking tips on must-have apps)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-6268923356117459937?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6268923356117459937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=6268923356117459937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6268923356117459937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6268923356117459937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-toy.html' title='New Toy'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEnW6DiMo2I/AAAAAAAAIlU/3ejnvdPejoM/s72-c/IMG_0721.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-7996336498042739857</id><published>2010-07-21T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T17:59:12.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Steps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEdr-n5Pk1I/AAAAAAAAIk0/-VYJWor28NY/s320/aaron.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEdsARh5m0I/AAAAAAAAIk8/VJbEvqwsoqg/s200/aarons.jpg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Aaron is up to 13 steps on his own! He loves practicing and just gets right back up when he falls. He even hit 22 steps yesterday, but averages around 10-15.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-7996336498042739857?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7996336498042739857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=7996336498042739857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7996336498042739857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7996336498042739857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/13-steps.html' title='13 Steps!'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TEdr-n5Pk1I/AAAAAAAAIk0/-VYJWor28NY/s72-c/aaron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3564145238688463642</id><published>2010-07-13T17:41:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T17:54:53.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a Fiesta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYte7FSzMI/AAAAAAAAIjs/jujVRB558pg/s1600/IMG_1692.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYte7FSzMI/AAAAAAAAIjs/jujVRB558pg/s400/IMG_1692.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a blast celebrating Aaron's 1st birthday on Saturday. Everything came together better than planned. Since his birthday is so close to the 4th, it is only fitting to celebrate in Red, White, and Blue and with fireworks! What a great way to celebrate! I'm sure Aaron thinks it's all in honor of him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYspDTYIZI/AAAAAAAAIjM/pAtR-73T2WU/s1600/IMG_1638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYspDTYIZI/AAAAAAAAIjM/pAtR-73T2WU/s320/IMG_1638.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were lots of friends and family. We love this kind of party and mixing family and Spanish-speaking friends.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDzb1ryuCbI/AAAAAAAAIkc/ghl8jzwO0TQ/s1600/IMG_0277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDzb1ryuCbI/AAAAAAAAIkc/ghl8jzwO0TQ/s320/IMG_0277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Besos from Tía Stephanie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also love when our yard is full of kids playing everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYs78NGjYI/AAAAAAAAIjU/EL8LfVgZYjs/s1600/IMG_1659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYs78NGjYI/AAAAAAAAIjU/EL8LfVgZYjs/s320/IMG_1659.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Aaron had his first &lt;em&gt;"mordita."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYtML56N8I/AAAAAAAAIjc/4HFo5OB5TEQ/s1600/IMG_1674.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYtML56N8I/AAAAAAAAIjc/4HFo5OB5TEQ/s320/IMG_1674.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a tradition in Mexico after the candle is blown out to take a bite of your birthday cake and usually someone tries to push your face in the cake. Alisia and Caleb are very familiar with this, but it can sometimes end up in tears. Aaron was soo excited to have icing all over his mouth and wasn't bothered at all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYtPmaY2RI/AAAAAAAAIjk/YYklxiN5rp4/s1600/IMG_1676.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYtPmaY2RI/AAAAAAAAIjk/YYklxiN5rp4/s320/IMG_1676.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I grabbed a camera and this is what it looked like from his view with everyone watching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYtslk2CsI/AAAAAAAAIj0/BuaxxnpbPM0/s1600/IMG_1696.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYtslk2CsI/AAAAAAAAIj0/BuaxxnpbPM0/s200/IMG_1696.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening gifts was funny because he had no idea what to do!&amp;nbsp;He was so cute though. When he finally saw it was more than a bag and paper, he wanted to open the gift and play with it. But then we would take it away and give him another one to open. He got frustrated and mad and started crying! It was soo cute though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYvnxX8mKI/AAAAAAAAIkU/Hnke4SPIGw8/s1600/IMG_1710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYvnxX8mKI/AAAAAAAAIkU/Hnke4SPIGw8/s200/IMG_1710.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we&amp;nbsp;"carefully" and "safely" set off some fireworks and sparklers in the street.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYtxND8pKI/AAAAAAAAIkE/Bh7Jo8_oIp4/s320/IMG_1713.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYtu9oZIhI/AAAAAAAAIj8/ce0CSZJOuXQ/s1600/IMG_1712.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYtu9oZIhI/AAAAAAAAIj8/ce0CSZJOuXQ/s320/IMG_1712.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had to balance out the Red, White, and Blue:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDzb-tMhgSI/AAAAAAAAIkk/4ScnxMAy3pk/s1600/IMG_0291.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDzb-tMhgSI/AAAAAAAAIkk/4ScnxMAy3pk/s320/IMG_0291.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYvisKk9HI/AAAAAAAAIkM/le33GfoX08E/s1600/3151514126_7c652c6c67.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYvisKk9HI/AAAAAAAAIkM/le33GfoX08E/s320/3151514126_7c652c6c67.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went up on the hill from our house to watch the fireworks. It was a good view of the city. At 10:23 we were remembering all the work that it took for &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/07/birth-story-and-pics.html"&gt;him to come into the world.&lt;/a&gt; I guess fireworks is how he's gonna remember all of his birthdays! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDzcIGUSa2I/AAAAAAAAIks/qaE6a7znGF8/s1600/IMG_0304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDzcIGUSa2I/AAAAAAAAIks/qaE6a7znGF8/s320/IMG_0304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A big THANKS to everyone who helped us celebrate! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-3564145238688463642?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3564145238688463642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3564145238688463642&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3564145238688463642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3564145238688463642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-for-fiesta.html' title='Time for a Fiesta!'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TDYte7FSzMI/AAAAAAAAIjs/jujVRB558pg/s72-c/IMG_1692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4903579612383137555</id><published>2010-07-04T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:23:21.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pledge of Allegiance</title><content type='html'>Interpreted by Red Skelton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've been listening to you boys and girls recite the Pledge of Allegiance all semester &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it seems as though it is becoming monotonous to you. If I may, may I recite it and try to explain to you the meaning of each word?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;me, an individual, a committee of one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pledge&lt;/strong&gt; dedicate all of my worldly goods to give without self pity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allegiance &lt;/strong&gt;my love and my devotion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the flag&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; our standard, Old Glory, a symbol of freedom. Wherever she waves, there's respect because your loyalty has given her a dignity that shouts freedom is everybody's job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;United&lt;/strong&gt; that means that we have all come together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;States&lt;/strong&gt; individual communities that have united into 48 great states. Forty-eight individual communities with pride and dignity and purpose; all divided with imaginary boundaries, yet united to a common purpose, and that's love for country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And to the republic&lt;/strong&gt; a state in which sovereign power is invested in representatives chosen by the people to govern. And government is the people and it's from the people to the leaders, not from the leaders to the people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For which it stands, one nation&lt;/strong&gt; one nation, meaning "so blessed by God" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indivisible&lt;/strong&gt; incapable of being divided. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With liberty&lt;/strong&gt; which is freedom -- the right of power to live one's own life without threats, fear or some sort of retaliation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Justice&lt;/strong&gt; the principle or quality of dealing fairly with others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For all&lt;/strong&gt; which means, boys and girls, it's as much your country as it is mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was a small boy, two states have been added to our country and two words have been added to the pledge of Allegiance... 'UNDER GOD' Wouldn't it be a pity if someone said that is a prayer and that would be eliminated from schools too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless America! &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Independence Day, Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4903579612383137555?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4903579612383137555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4903579612383137555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/pledge-of-allegiance.html' title='The Pledge of Allegiance'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3466441483949316107</id><published>2010-07-02T11:48:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T12:01:08.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Year</title><content type='html'>Aaron Samuel Garcia,&lt;br /&gt;My precious boy, you have brought so much &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/02/pregnancy-update.html"&gt;joy and laughter&lt;/a&gt; to us as &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/07/birth-story-and-pics.html"&gt;since you have become part&lt;/a&gt; of our family. Oh, how &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/10/squeezy.html"&gt;you are loved&lt;/a&gt; all the way &lt;a href="http://puffenbarger.blogspot.com/2009/07/newest-family-member.html"&gt;around the world&lt;/a&gt;! We loved you from the &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-christmas-pic.html"&gt;moment we knew about you&lt;/a&gt;. You are loved by your parents, &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-sun.html"&gt;brother and sister&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;grandparents, great-grandparents, uncles and aunts, and cousins. You got to meet your great-aunts and great-uncles and extended family and cousins. You still have to meet your family that loves you oh-so-much in Mexico! But that's not all! You are also loved ever so immensely by God that even I can't comprehend.&amp;nbsp;God knew what a prefect fit you would be to our family. We are praying for the day that you come to know Jesus as your Savior and serve him with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/crawling.html"&gt;learning&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-me-explain.html"&gt;growing so fast&lt;/a&gt;! You love to&amp;nbsp;go on walks,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/05/bath-time.html"&gt;take baths&lt;/a&gt;, read books, play&amp;nbsp;outside, go swimming,&amp;nbsp;pull DVDs off the shelf, and feel the bass-beat from the stereo-speaker. So we've had to move a lot of things off your level so you can't reach them. Sometimes that makes you &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-happy. &amp;nbsp;I love the way you crinkle up your nose and squint your eyes when you smile! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to watch you grow! And see your curiosity for the world around you. You love being with your brother and sister. You watch&amp;nbsp;and learn everything Caleb does. And you even already have started to&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/05/wake-up-sleepy-head.html"&gt; tease him back.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Alisia&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;has special time with you every&amp;nbsp;day and is&amp;nbsp;like your 2nd mommy.&amp;nbsp;I love when you just wake up, because that is when you&amp;nbsp;love to be snuggled. You are always excited to see &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Papi&lt;/span&gt; when he gets home from work and you greet him with a big hug! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us a long time to &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/03/any-suggestions.html"&gt;decide on your name&lt;/a&gt;. We named you&amp;nbsp;Aaron Samuel Garcia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron means "lofty; exalted; high mountain; one of light."&amp;nbsp;In the bible, Aaron was Moses' brother and&amp;nbsp;spoke for&amp;nbsp;Moses to help lead the Israelites out of Egypt. Aaron was a great leader who loved and followed God. Our prayer for you in choosing your name is that you too will be a&lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/kingdom-kids.html"&gt; great godly leader of your generation &lt;/a&gt;and bring others to follow Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of Samuel&amp;nbsp;is "Name of God; asked of God; God has heard; God has listened." In the bible Samuel's mother asked &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Samuel%201:11&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;God for a child&lt;/a&gt;, then&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Samuel%201:21-28&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;dedicated him to God&lt;/a&gt;. Samuel was the prophet who anointed Saul and David as kings of Israel in the Old Testament. Our prayer for your in choosing this name is that you will "Only fear the Lord, and serve him faithfully with all your heart; for consider what great things he has done for you." &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/reasons-to-celebrate.html"&gt;(1 Samuel 12:24)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Therefore&amp;nbsp;may &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/11/purpose.html"&gt;you praise Him&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;the LORD, among the nations; sing praises to his&amp;nbsp;name. &lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20sam%2022:50&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;2 Samuel 22:50&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TC34BUAmBzI/AAAAAAAAIis/5pquYd9OHlI/s1600/IMG_3130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TC34BUAmBzI/AAAAAAAAIis/5pquYd9OHlI/s640/IMG_3130.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-3466441483949316107?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3466441483949316107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3466441483949316107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/aaron-samuel-garcia.html' title='1 Year'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TC34BUAmBzI/AAAAAAAAIis/5pquYd9OHlI/s72-c/IMG_3130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4851312479438632531</id><published>2010-06-24T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T16:21:41.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TCO6jLI-RmI/AAAAAAAAIiU/F-fB_68H9AQ/s1600/IMG_0116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TCO6jLI-RmI/AAAAAAAAIiU/F-fB_68H9AQ/s400/IMG_0116.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TCO9_2fEAoI/AAAAAAAAIik/aAo2nLAmFGc/s1600/IMG_0201A.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TCO9_2fEAoI/AAAAAAAAIik/aAo2nLAmFGc/s400/IMG_0201A.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TCO7DaIfZ_I/AAAAAAAAIic/s9KMmo_hwQU/s1600/IMG_0204a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TCO7DaIfZ_I/AAAAAAAAIic/s9KMmo_hwQU/s400/IMG_0204a.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's your favorite way to get around in the summer time? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barefoot, flipflops or sandals? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4851312479438632531?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4851312479438632531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4851312479438632531&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4851312479438632531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4851312479438632531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-time.html' title='Summer Time'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TCO6jLI-RmI/AAAAAAAAIiU/F-fB_68H9AQ/s72-c/IMG_0116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-7941638972528700833</id><published>2010-06-18T12:18:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:16:09.153-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>His hands. His feet.</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe that we will soon have a one-year-old! Life sure is different now&amp;nbsp;than it was when he was a new-born. It's great--But it sure is still a lot of work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Today I was looking through some pictures of when Aaron was born. I can't believe that when he was only three weeks old our &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/04/unsettled.html"&gt;family did this&lt;/a&gt; and I never blogged about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Back-track. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We must have been crazy thinking to take a three week old on an 8 hour trip to another state while trying to serve God and others. When we told people of our plans, most people said&amp;nbsp;"good luck" or "you're brave." Honestly, I was exhausted and not looking forward to the 10+ hour drive ahead of us. I was grouchy and doubting that God could use us (or me) to minister His love to others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This wasn't exactly the plan. We didn't know that Aaron would be just 3 weeks old. Both my other two kids were born 1-2 weeks before their due date. He came almost 2 weeks after the due date. We didn't know that it takes longer than&amp;nbsp;three weeks&amp;nbsp;to get used to a family of 5. But &lt;em&gt;God did.&lt;/em&gt; God knew that little Aaron would be just three weeks old. Just old enough for momma to start feeling well again and to have a eating/sleeping schedule established. But still young enough to sleep the majority of the day and not care who is holding him. Not only did God know, but it was in His &lt;em&gt;perfect plan. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;God reminded me that he uses sinners. Sinners like me--to minister His love. To be His hands and His feet to a broken world. Sin is real. And our sin should not get in the way of us searching for ways to minister His love to others. I often get so tied up in my own sin,&amp;nbsp;and so easily&amp;nbsp;over look ways I have right in front of me to minister to others, at church, to friends, family, or even my own kids. Our own sin is the very reason we know we need a Savior and what drives us to the cross. In our sin is where we can remember what it is like for those who don't know the love of our Savior and see how important it is to share His name among the nations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So what does family missions look like? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1taxW4UmI/AAAAAAAAHGo/gGXX2D2SM0I/s1600-h/DSC05055.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372070237216199266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1taxW4UmI/AAAAAAAAHGo/gGXX2D2SM0I/s640/DSC05055.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, it's living real life. In front of others to see. Talk about intimidating. With kids, you can't put up a front like we sometimes so easily can at church or when we are in public. Being real with who we are--the good and the bad,&amp;nbsp;our mistakes, and mostly our need and love for Jesus.&amp;nbsp;Going to the cross daily not only points us back to Jesus, but also those who we are ministering to. We&amp;nbsp;co-lead a group&amp;nbsp;to Dalton, Georgia for a week to&amp;nbsp;connect with a local&amp;nbsp;church and&amp;nbsp;reach the Hispanic population.&amp;nbsp;Each one took their place in serving and ministering to others during the week. I loved seeing how God used each member of our family as a part of the team for His purpose and glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1w0neD5rI/AAAAAAAAHHY/JCx2BdkEiCQ/s1600-h/Picture+455a.JPG" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372073979773445810" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1w0neD5rI/AAAAAAAAHHY/JCx2BdkEiCQ/s320/Picture+455a.JPG" style="height: 320px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;God blessed Angel with an amazing ability to lead music during VBS and team worship time. This was not something in the plan. While this was way out of his comfort zone, he loved it!&amp;nbsp;Angel also helped the team serve with a construction project. This was something he was good at and&amp;nbsp;really enjoyed&amp;nbsp;doing. The&amp;nbsp;project was re-finnishing a house of a single-dad who had cancer, and was raising his two&amp;nbsp;young boys. We later learned that the dad died shortly after we left and the boys are now living in the house with their grandmother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1tbvGVbcI/AAAAAAAAHG4/-C7Rf5VUvgc/s1600-h/Picture+616.jpg" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372070253789801922" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1tbvGVbcI/AAAAAAAAHG4/-C7Rf5VUvgc/s320/Picture+616.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was able to relate to other moms and invite families to come back. This was a great aspect to our week in that many parents stayed during the VBS and heard the gospel. We weren't just ministering to the kids, but to&amp;nbsp;families including&amp;nbsp;moms and dads.&amp;nbsp;I also stayed back to watch the kids from our group&amp;nbsp;and help prepare for VBS while the other adults went to the construction site. Thankfully, since this was a family trip, we could plan nap time into our day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;practicing songs for VBS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1tbdthfQI/AAAAAAAAHGw/doNp3XyuYjM/s1600-h/Picture+359.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372070249122331906" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1tbdthfQI/AAAAAAAAHGw/doNp3XyuYjM/s320/Picture+359.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Alisia has a heart for little children and offered her talents where needed. She eagerly helped in skits, lead music with her Papi, heled the younger kids with cafts, met new friends and invited them to come back to VBS. She also voluntereed to help with the construction project in whatever way she could. Alisia and the other girls even&amp;nbsp;willingly cleaned the bathrooms in the church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1tcJyfrFI/AAAAAAAAHHA/ZNiJC4MSnh4/s1600-h/Picture+571.jpg" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372070260954344530" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1tcJyfrFI/AAAAAAAAHHA/ZNiJC4MSnh4/s320/Picture+571.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1w0c5XrzI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/6Ot6ka0jd6E/s1600-h/Picture+416.jpg" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372073976935198514" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1w0c5XrzI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/6Ot6ka0jd6E/s320/Picture+416.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caleb was very much still Caleb. He played in the rain, in the river, on the play ground, and in the field. God used Caleb's playful spirit which&amp;nbsp;immediately attracted attention from other kids to come play. He also helped lead music motions and helped out with some of the skits during VBS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1tcT6_lzI/AAAAAAAAHHI/BRq12YvsHTQ/s1600-h/Picture+596.jpg" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372070263674345266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1tcT6_lzI/AAAAAAAAHHI/BRq12YvsHTQ/s320/Picture+596.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved seeing what was God's perfect plan for Aaron. This was what I was most worried about. Conversations are so much easier to start if you are carrying a newborn. I had many moms come up to me and start a conversation just because I was holding him. Many mom's stayed at the VBS when they saw that other moms were there. LOTS of people held him. There's a wives-tale&amp;nbsp;in Latino countries called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evil_eye"&gt;"mal de ojo"&lt;/a&gt; (evil eye) usually associated with envy and&amp;nbsp;that if someone wants to hold your baby, they should, or they will leave a bad vibe with the baby resulting in uncontrollable crying. I had to be comfortable handing him off. I had to trust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Overall, the trip reaffirmed to Angel and I that God can use our imperfect family to share His love. God can speak through us and to the hearts of others. God has laid it on Angel's heart to take the gospel to other Hispanics, his own people, and his own family. Please join us as we will be praying for God to open up doors for us to have opportunities to&amp;nbsp;minister His love in this way. In the mean time, may God prepare our hearts and use us where we are to be His hands and His feet. &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/1746784775781377664-7941638972528700833?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7941638972528700833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/7941638972528700833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/08/his-hands-his-feet.html' title='His hands. His feet.'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/So1taxW4UmI/AAAAAAAAHGo/gGXX2D2SM0I/s72-c/DSC05055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-5833662954344804273</id><published>2010-06-11T14:38:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:48:41.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Comments?</title><content type='html'>After my &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/06/sing-joyfully.html"&gt;last blog post&lt;/a&gt;, I felt God convicting me. I want this blog to be a&amp;nbsp;resting place where God is shared. A place I can reflect on our life and share memories. I want people to be able to come here and see God reflected in our life. That's the same thing we desire for our home. To have open doors and for Christ to be the center.&amp;nbsp;I want to cherish these moments my kids are small and I want to be in the moment with them.&amp;nbsp;As I walk through these moments with my family, I want to be able to testify to the Lord's goodness and encourage someone else on this journey. If this blog leaves you thirsty for more, thirsty for a deep relationship with Christ where you too can rest, please &lt;a href="mailto:garcianb@gmail.com"&gt;e-mail me&lt;/a&gt;! I'd love to share more with you and &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/03/reason-for-hope.html"&gt;my reason for hope&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer I'm going part time--YAY! I want to invest my time eternally instead of via computer screen.&amp;nbsp;And I want to spend time with my kids, their friends, in the neighborhood, and in relationships, with family members, with my grandparents, with my brother and his new family, etc. I need to free my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I’m doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found that the Internet in general is a big time sucker for me. I've enjoyed meeting other sweet gals and find encouraging blogs. But there's so many great sites&amp;nbsp;that leads to other great sites. And before long, hours have&amp;nbsp;passed.&amp;nbsp;I'm sure Satan&amp;nbsp;takes delight in taking something that is intended for good and making a mess out of it.&amp;nbsp;For now, I decided to do something &lt;em&gt;drastic--&lt;/em&gt;for me at least, in regards to my blog. I've decided to&amp;nbsp;close comments. Crazy for this gal in&amp;nbsp;the blog world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean I don't want to hear from you. If you would like to leave a comment, please do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:garcianb@gmail.com"&gt;E-mail me. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to change the way I blog as well, which you may have noticed. For now, I’m closing comments on my posts (which I'll probably open them up from time to time). So still some thoughts and journaling style. But also more pictures of what we've been up to so I don't loose touch or feel behind. My blog was originally created to "stay in touch" with friends and family from afar. Now everyone has facebook. So I can still do that too. I just want to take the time I usually put into these things and invest it personally, spiritually, eternally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things. For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3:2-3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-5833662954344804273?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5833662954344804273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5833662954344804273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-comments.html' title='No Comments?'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-5104898501973932976</id><published>2010-06-08T13:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:57:24.067-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>Sing Joyfully</title><content type='html'>We can always be amazed&amp;nbsp;by the almighty, unchanging love that God continues to give us. I feel like these past few weeks of school ending have just flown by and have been completely packed. There's too much going on. Field trips. Zoo. Kings Dominion. End of the year celebrations. Practice solo. Spring Concerts. Homework. Studying. Final Papers. Tests. Play's. Work. Trainings. Meetings. Home Visits. Documentation. The hospital moving. Volunteer to help.&amp;nbsp;Mother's Day. Graduations and Ceremoney's. Loss, grieving. Travel. Funeral. A little Chuck E Cheese fun. Anniversary. Angel's Birthday. Jarrod's here. Stephanie. Meet Baby Marc! Hold him. Kiss him. Eat him up! No more skyping. Slurpees, cook-outs, sprinklers, water games. Got-it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet through it all, God has remained consistent and steady in showing his obvious love for us. I want to enjoy these moments and not rush through them. I've struggled with not being able to be a part of every moment and every field trip, but I've already learned this lesson last year &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/05/pregnancy-update.html"&gt;when I was 8 months pregnant.&lt;/a&gt; God loves our children so much more than we do. I'm so thankful for what I have been able to be a part of. I'm so excited because of some changes, I'll be working part-time through out the summer and hope that it slows down a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TA59uzVPgAI/AAAAAAAAIfw/-_YnvO0hjPw/s1600/mosaic453dcccf63380cc2da95ec77f170213b071f8f7f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TA5-Np-XY2I/AAAAAAAAIf4/SGIfBv-n7pM/s1600/mosaic453dcccf63380cc2da95ec77f170213b071f8f7f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TA5-Np-XY2I/AAAAAAAAIf4/SGIfBv-n7pM/s400/mosaic453dcccf63380cc2da95ec77f170213b071f8f7f.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To hear &lt;em&gt;our children &lt;/em&gt;sing these truths as they&amp;nbsp;lift their hands in praise&amp;nbsp;was a beautiful melody to my heart! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Your love is deeper than the depths of the ocean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;broader than the winds of the sea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;overflowing love like a moutian &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all of creation sings joyfully."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*you can hear Aaron in the background, he liked it too and wanted to sing!&lt;br /&gt;*Caleb's solo (2nd video) was a bit longer than this video. I cut it off thinking that was the end. 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text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend &lt;em&gt;my hubby &lt;/em&gt;became the coolest dad on the planet! He got first place--with a baby on his lap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TAVsXIdtU0I/AAAAAAAAIeA/tBOrs57kVc8/s1600/IMG_1008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TAVsXIdtU0I/AAAAAAAAIeA/tBOrs57kVc8/s320/IMG_1008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Unfortuately not all dads can take this title. Looks like&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;another dad&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;wasn't too happy his kid was watching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TAV5ZOFpHUI/AAAAAAAAIfI/pCZC2jmCDiM/s1600/IMG_1008ab.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="327" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TAV5ZOFpHUI/AAAAAAAAIfI/pCZC2jmCDiM/s400/IMG_1008ab.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come 'on, lets handle this like big boys. No pouting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What kinds of things make &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;a "cool" parent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(to your child that is) &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/1746784775781377664-4742519689995114142?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4742519689995114142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4742519689995114142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4742519689995114142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4742519689995114142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/06/coolest-dad-award.html' title='Coolest Dad Award'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/TAVsXIdtU0I/AAAAAAAAIeA/tBOrs57kVc8/s72-c/IMG_1008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2601454541043897301</id><published>2010-05-27T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:56:01.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb has been wanting to take a bath with Aaron pretty much since the day he was born. This was the first time it happened. More out of a time saver, they both needed a bath and it was bedtime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_8foH6msJI/AAAAAAAAIdo/5ZuL7IjP29I/s1600/Spring+2010,+Kings+Dominion,+Josie%27s+80th+b%27day+655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_8foH6msJI/AAAAAAAAIdo/5ZuL7IjP29I/s320/Spring+2010,+Kings+Dominion,+Josie%27s+80th+b%27day+655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_8gUBmF8rI/AAAAAAAAId4/YsVA4LwpTfo/s1600/Spring+2010,+Kings+Dominion,+Josie%27s+80th+b%27day+660a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_8gUBmF8rI/AAAAAAAAId4/YsVA4LwpTfo/s320/Spring+2010,+Kings+Dominion,+Josie%27s+80th+b%27day+660a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love these smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2601454541043897301?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2601454541043897301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2601454541043897301&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2601454541043897301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2601454541043897301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/05/bath-time.html' title='Bath Time'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_8foH6msJI/AAAAAAAAIdo/5ZuL7IjP29I/s72-c/Spring+2010,+Kings+Dominion,+Josie%27s+80th+b%27day+655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2668289754143619484</id><published>2010-05-24T12:28:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:23:56.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up Sleepy Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Caleb is the &lt;em&gt;hardest &lt;/em&gt;person to wake-up and get going in the mornings. However, for some reason, this only applies to school days, not weekends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_ql58VkVEI/AAAAAAAAIdQ/GDwu97UsDao/s1600/IMG_0837.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_ql58VkVEI/AAAAAAAAIdQ/GDwu97UsDao/s320/IMG_0837.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Anyhow, I have started trying this. It seems to be working so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_ql93TI8bI/AAAAAAAAIdY/P_HlMHTlbaM/s1600/IMG_0835.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_ql93TI8bI/AAAAAAAAIdY/P_HlMHTlbaM/s320/IMG_0835.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Aaron seems to like it too. I put him down and he knows just what to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(yes that is Alisia's room. 95% of the time that is where I find him in the mornings.&amp;nbsp;Who says each child needs their own room?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2668289754143619484?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2668289754143619484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2668289754143619484&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2668289754143619484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2668289754143619484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/05/wake-up-sleepy-head.html' title='Wake Up Sleepy Head'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_ql58VkVEI/AAAAAAAAIdQ/GDwu97UsDao/s72-c/IMG_0837.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-8977866246206371668</id><published>2010-05-20T17:29:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T17:41:04.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Secret?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_WqZW-jO3I/AAAAAAAAIdA/6WO6o33MwaU/s1600/IMG_0512a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_WqZW-jO3I/AAAAAAAAIdA/6WO6o33MwaU/s320/IMG_0512a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He must think therer's a secret in the fridge that we're keeping from him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time he&amp;nbsp;hears or sees someone open it, he makes his get-away for the fridge as fast as he can crawl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He's so pleased with himself that he made this time before the door closed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_WrBjEZPAI/AAAAAAAAIdI/OlgjWzup0MI/s1600/fridge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="202" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_WrBjEZPAI/AAAAAAAAIdI/OlgjWzup0MI/s400/fridge.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-8977866246206371668?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8977866246206371668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=8977866246206371668&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8977866246206371668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8977866246206371668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/05/theres-no-secret.html' title='What Secret?'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S_WqZW-jO3I/AAAAAAAAIdA/6WO6o33MwaU/s72-c/IMG_0512a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-8778754990768225470</id><published>2010-05-14T10:37:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T15:49:12.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb took these sweet&amp;nbsp;pictures of Aaron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2QrbxTOxI/AAAAAAAAIbY/i04bTuZ04lI/s1600/IMG_0315abc.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2QrbxTOxI/AAAAAAAAIbY/i04bTuZ04lI/s400/IMG_0315abc.JPG" width="380" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2kODEGYdI/AAAAAAAAIcw/e1IXoFDzjQY/s1600/Caleb+Mosaic+2a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2kODEGYdI/AAAAAAAAIcw/e1IXoFDzjQY/s400/Caleb+Mosaic+2a.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2lK_ocpBI/AAAAAAAAIc4/4r8yh_YFkk0/s1600/Caleb+Mosaic+1b.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2lK_ocpBI/AAAAAAAAIc4/4r8yh_YFkk0/s400/Caleb+Mosaic+1b.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-1fsoV_QjI/AAAAAAAAIaQ/GOG5mFyBx7I/s1600/walking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-1fsoV_QjI/AAAAAAAAIaQ/GOG5mFyBx7I/s400/walking.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Bracing Myself! Looks like walking could be anyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Blessed are all who fear the Lord, who walk in his ways." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Psalm 128:1&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/1746784775781377664-8778754990768225470?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8778754990768225470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=8778754990768225470&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8778754990768225470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8778754990768225470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-months.html' title='10 months'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-2QrbxTOxI/AAAAAAAAIbY/i04bTuZ04lI/s72-c/IMG_0315abc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-1183833006543092203</id><published>2010-05-12T14:08:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:55:01.948-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legacy'/><title type='text'>Rooted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w6iR58UII/AAAAAAAAIZY/yr_qNBqSCDY/s1600/IMG_0853a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w6iR58UII/AAAAAAAAIZY/yr_qNBqSCDY/s400/IMG_0853a.JPG" width="380" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After trying a few places in town, we couldn't find what we were looking for. So we decided to head out to look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w8T_EuojI/AAAAAAAAIZw/j6tk1r7Cd2A/s1600/IMG_0855ab.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="138" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w8T_EuojI/AAAAAAAAIZw/j6tk1r7Cd2A/s320/IMG_0855ab.JPG" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As we drove into the oh-so-familiar country setting, I had a feeling we'd be in luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w9GvltxuI/AAAAAAAAIaA/6ZMK4JO_DLE/s1600/IMG_0852ab.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w9GvltxuI/AAAAAAAAIaA/6ZMK4JO_DLE/s320/IMG_0852ab.JPG" width="272" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When we pulled up, I knew this was &lt;em&gt;the place! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w9KjD4_uI/AAAAAAAAIaI/Ac6jpp8_RMw/s1600/IMG_0840.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w9KjD4_uI/AAAAAAAAIaI/Ac6jpp8_RMw/s320/IMG_0840.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had several seperate greenhouses filled with the most beautiful choices of flowers and plants!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I got to pick!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w4QWHECLI/AAAAAAAAIZI/9eUlkUqbpMw/s1600/IMG_0645.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w4QWHECLI/AAAAAAAAIZI/9eUlkUqbpMw/s200/IMG_0645.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Mother's Day I got the BEST present ev-er. My extremely-talented hubby blessed me by landscaping our yard! He worked hard and finnished the whole front yard!&amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;it looks awesome!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Oh, and&amp;nbsp;how symbolic!&amp;nbsp;This is&amp;nbsp;my first Mother's Day in the same&amp;nbsp;house I grew up in!&amp;nbsp;I am so thankful for my roots. My Christian heratige. Thankful for godly parents and godly grandparents. Thankful for God's promise to be faithful to all generations. I have so much to be thankful for in my mother who helped establish my roots in the Lord. Her and my dad faithfully&amp;nbsp;pray for their children and grandchildren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Thankyou, Mom (and Dad)! Happy Mother's Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now&amp;nbsp;we are&amp;nbsp;raising&amp;nbsp;our children here.&amp;nbsp;I want to pass on that godly heratige to them. I long for their roots to grow so deep in Him. Starting now, where they are at. And I'm so thankful that&amp;nbsp;my grandparents and parents can be a part of my children's lives and encouraging them in the way of the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w3-JE22-I/AAAAAAAAIZA/LNlTQzgI98U/s1600/IMG_0642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w3-JE22-I/AAAAAAAAIZA/LNlTQzgI98U/s200/IMG_0642.jpg" width="150" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w34tnxvzI/AAAAAAAAIY4/2qv-wsoRU68/s1600/IMG_0638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w34tnxvzI/AAAAAAAAIY4/2qv-wsoRU68/s200/IMG_0638.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alisia treats her Papi right&lt;br /&gt;My handsome, hard-working gardener&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Tah-daaa:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w4XlZGyXI/AAAAAAAAIZQ/QqT5eEZRPps/s1600/IMG_0648.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w4XlZGyXI/AAAAAAAAIZQ/QqT5eEZRPps/s320/IMG_0648.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit."&lt;/em&gt; Jeremiah 17:8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/1746784775781377664-1183833006543092203?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1183833006543092203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=1183833006543092203&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1183833006543092203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1183833006543092203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/05/rooted.html' title='Rooted'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-w6iR58UII/AAAAAAAAIZY/yr_qNBqSCDY/s72-c/IMG_0853a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2733246205625313133</id><published>2010-05-10T21:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:17:16.469-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>Featured</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-l445ZOInI/AAAAAAAAIYw/Sp_n-zwcEeQ/s1600/oma_cover_flat_200px.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-l445ZOInI/AAAAAAAAIYw/Sp_n-zwcEeQ/s200/oma_cover_flat_200px.jpg" tt="true" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just wanted to invite you to read an article I've featured at &lt;a href="http://onemillionarrows.com/Blog/"&gt;One Million Arrows.&lt;/a&gt; While you are there, check out their site. They have a great cause! I haven't read the book yet, but will be keeping my eye out for a copy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Children born to a young man are like sharp arrows in a warrior's hands. How happy is the man whose quiver is full of them!"&lt;/em&gt; &amp;nbsp;Psalm 127:4-5 &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_247154600"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_247154601"&gt;&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/1746784775781377664-2733246205625313133?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2733246205625313133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2733246205625313133&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2733246205625313133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2733246205625313133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-wanted-to-invite-you-to-read.html' title='Featured'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-l445ZOInI/AAAAAAAAIYw/Sp_n-zwcEeQ/s72-c/oma_cover_flat_200px.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4486939452531883887</id><published>2010-05-06T11:26:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:17:34.182-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>Developing Mission Minded-Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/Blog/1164_10_ways_to_help_kids_love_missions/"&gt;The Desiring God blog&lt;/a&gt; has an article about helping kids love missions. Their ideas are geared toward families being missions minded with their kids. Here are the ten ways they pointed out. Click through to their website to get more details on each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.Pray for missionaries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.Read missionary biographies to your children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.Support missionaries financially as a family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.Find a missionary kid pen pal for your child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5.Welcome missionaries into your home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6.Take risks as a family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7.Encourage the traits that missionaries need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8.Teach your children to be world Christians.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9.Read missionary prayer letters to your children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10.Use missions fact books and resources &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most of all, pray every day that your kids will develop hearts that mirror God’s compassion for the nations and love for his glory in them! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-L1xw-tjhI/AAAAAAAAIYo/EdfzQseKnew/s1600/IMG_0309a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-L1xw-tjhI/AAAAAAAAIYo/EdfzQseKnew/s200/IMG_0309a.JPG" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We want to serve as a family so what a better idea than to&amp;nbsp;encourage your kids be an active part of God's work. I'm excited to start implementing more of these ideas with the kids. How great of God to use parents to be part of his work in his children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will praise you, O Lord, among the nations; I will sing of you among the peoples."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;Psalm 57:9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4486939452531883887?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4486939452531883887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4486939452531883887&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4486939452531883887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4486939452531883887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/05/developing-mission-minded-kids.html' title='Developing Mission Minded-Kids'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-L1xw-tjhI/AAAAAAAAIYo/EdfzQseKnew/s72-c/IMG_0309a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-1572964665473740212</id><published>2010-05-04T11:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T15:23:46.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Schooling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9G_bm4U6cI/AAAAAAAAIVU/SEy_4FqY6pw/s1600/IMG_4509.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9G_bm4U6cI/AAAAAAAAIVU/SEy_4FqY6pw/s200/IMG_4509.jpg" tt="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;No, we aren't considering home schooling for the kids (at least not at this point). We love their &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/08/coolest-kids-in-school.html"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt;! And&amp;nbsp;I have hard enough time trying to get through homework on some days. But Alisia sure has made me consider it. She has taken our "office" and set it up as a classroom. She has done quite a good job! And she is quite the teacher! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9HZTb_KuHI/AAAAAAAAIWU/PpqLfhyPZwk/s1600/IMG_5134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9HZTb_KuHI/AAAAAAAAIWU/PpqLfhyPZwk/s320/IMG_5134.jpg" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The kids disappear in there for hours and do real school work! I'm so proud of &lt;em&gt;Ms. Garcia &lt;/em&gt;and all that she is teaching her students. She has a daily list of helpers and jobs and the work they are working on. And she has a weekly scripture they learn. Caleb isn't always up on doing it her way, so she usually lets him be the gym or art teacher. They even put on a little play for Angel and I and recited a poem they made up, a scripture, and sang a song! I'm thinking if I &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to homeschool one day then I could probably do it! I love that she has a heart to teach others! I get so excited praying for her future and thinking about how God will use this &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-i-grow-up.html"&gt;throughout her life&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Come, my children, listen to me; I will teach you the fear of the Lord." &lt;/em&gt;Psalm 34:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9Hbh-LQU7I/AAAAAAAAIWc/48kZ708YpXw/s1600/IMG_4187a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9Hbh-LQU7I/AAAAAAAAIWc/48kZ708YpXw/s320/IMG_4187a.JPG" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9G_eF3x-cI/AAAAAAAAIVc/WzjPPO2RdMk/s1600/IMG_4510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9G_eF3x-cI/AAAAAAAAIVc/WzjPPO2RdMk/s200/IMG_4510.jpg" tt="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9HAPM7TyZI/AAAAAAAAIVs/T7YSf5BoVLQ/s1600/IMG_4189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9HAPM7TyZI/AAAAAAAAIVs/T7YSf5BoVLQ/s200/IMG_4189.jpg" tt="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-Bdxe8os5I/AAAAAAAAIYc/-lYm7Sd2J-Y/s1600/IMG_4180ab.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S-Bdxe8os5I/AAAAAAAAIYc/-lYm7Sd2J-Y/s400/IMG_4180ab.JPG" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-1572964665473740212?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1572964665473740212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=1572964665473740212&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1572964665473740212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1572964665473740212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-schooling.html' title='Home Schooling'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9G_bm4U6cI/AAAAAAAAIVU/SEy_4FqY6pw/s72-c/IMG_4509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2399563366279509206</id><published>2010-04-28T15:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:57:44.927-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caleb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting lessons'/><title type='text'>When I Grow-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“And he died for all, that those who live should no longer live for themselves but for him who died for them and was raised again.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 Corinthians 5:15 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Caleb: &lt;em&gt;“Mommy how come I have to be something when I grow up”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9iR1-2eBaI/AAAAAAAAIYU/MEBTteGbJYs/s1600/DSC04918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9iR1-2eBaI/AAAAAAAAIYU/MEBTteGbJYs/s200/DSC04918.JPG" tt="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me (no idea what he’s asking): &lt;em&gt;“I’m not sure Caleb” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Caleb: &lt;em&gt;“How come I have to be a drawer or cooker or race-car driver or a police man?”&lt;/em&gt; (those are on his current list of future aspirations)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (still not quite sure what he’s getting at): &lt;em&gt;“Well you don’t have to be one of those things, you can do anything you choose. “&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Caleb: &lt;em&gt;“But how come I have to choose something when I grow up? How come people ask me that?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (thinking I understand where he’s going with this now): &lt;em&gt;“I guess cause they just want to know what you like.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb: &lt;em&gt;“But why?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (realizing this could go on for a while): &lt;em&gt;“I don’t know bud.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ya know, I’ve been thinking about his question. ‘Cause my answer wasn’t good enough. Yes, it is true that he’s still in the “why” stage of life, but still. My answer, ‘you can do anything you choose’ just didn’t feel right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Every child loves dreaming about when they grow up. For me, I loved pretend to wash dishes with my older brother and using my younger brother to play dress up and play house. I loved dreaming that one day I would be a famous singer. As I grew up, I still searched for what I was good at. I knew I liked drawing, math, and language. I liked writing. As I grew in my love for the Lord, my heart broke for people that did not know him. I could never find the right words to explain what I wanted to do. I couldn’t explain “service.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look back, it is so clear. Little by little God kept pointing me down the same path, and giving me the same desires. As my relationship with the Lord grew, the desires of my heart became stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider these thoughts from Elizabeth Elliott:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What do you want to be when you grow up" Is that a fair question in teaching kids to submit their lives to God? Is it really their choice? We are trying to teach our kids to listen to God's calling in their life and surrender their life to him....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;…If a young person has been taught from childhood that he ought to ‘be something’ without at the same time being shown that nothing is better than being God’s servant, he may be preoccupied with ambitions and ideals he has gotten solely from the world.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, now I feel prepared to answer that question differently. We want to teach our children to obey God’s will in their lives. We want to help them to see the gifts and talents the Lord has given them to serve him! Now I will look for an opportunity to pray with my children, that they will seek the will of the Lord in their life. The prayer of the Psalmist:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&amp;nbsp;Show me your ways, O LORD, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teach me your paths;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guide me in your truth and teach me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for you are God my Savior, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and my hope is in you all day long"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 25:4-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of my little buddy helping me clean the windows! He shows such a servants heart! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9iRBoz71vI/AAAAAAAAIYM/MdX9ePEu3U4/s1600/DSC00264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9iRBoz71vI/AAAAAAAAIYM/MdX9ePEu3U4/s320/DSC00264.JPG" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2399563366279509206?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2399563366279509206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2399563366279509206&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2399563366279509206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2399563366279509206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I Grow-Up'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9iR1-2eBaI/AAAAAAAAIYU/MEBTteGbJYs/s72-c/DSC04918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-91856700278073668</id><published>2010-04-23T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:22:04.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Permanent Beach Hair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'd love some second opinions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These two pictures were taken right&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEFORE &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;we went to the beach: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9Ho7wy3IlI/AAAAAAAAIXc/38e-yiJTu2k/s320/IMG_6123a.JPG" tt="true" width="248" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9HlmctS4pI/AAAAAAAAIWs/fdMGfTn_pIA/s1600/IMG_6236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9HlmctS4pI/AAAAAAAAIWs/fdMGfTn_pIA/s320/IMG_6236.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This picture was taken right when we arrived to the beach very late in the night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9Hp7mRK3-I/AAAAAAAAIXk/Kl9OR3i85f0/s1600/IMG_0244a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9Hp7mRK3-I/AAAAAAAAIXk/Kl9OR3i85f0/s320/IMG_0244a.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These two were taken &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AT &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the beach: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9Hm24iMfkI/AAAAAAAAIXE/R6YnBeQ2lKY/s200/IMG_0393a.JPG" tt="true" width="181" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9HnB0KkObI/AAAAAAAAIXM/PMyBPlO-INo/s1600/IMG_0407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9HnB0KkObI/AAAAAAAAIXM/PMyBPlO-INo/s200/IMG_0407.JPG" tt="true" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And this is how his hair has been ever since we've been back!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AFTER &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the beach!! I mean seriously? Have you ever seen a baby with a natural mohawk? Maybe I should put some gel in it and make it look like I did it on purpose? I gotta admit, it's&amp;nbsp;growing on me and&amp;nbsp;I love it! But I can't help but wonder....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9HoPsdk8TI/AAAAAAAAIXU/lWMZoh1EJhY/s1600/IMG_0252a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9HoPsdk8TI/AAAAAAAAIXU/lWMZoh1EJhY/s320/IMG_0252a.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-91856700278073668?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/91856700278073668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=91856700278073668&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/91856700278073668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/91856700278073668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/04/permanent-beach-hair.html' title='Permanent Beach Hair?'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9Ho7wy3IlI/AAAAAAAAIXc/38e-yiJTu2k/s72-c/IMG_6123a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-6394197979752155634</id><published>2010-04-22T14:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T14:16:02.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Care Reform</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9CRUpzxCZI/AAAAAAAAIVM/3Gv70ugkUvc/s1600/Image187.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9CRUpzxCZI/AAAAAAAAIVM/3Gv70ugkUvc/s320/Image187.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other week,&amp;nbsp;we drove an hour to a Free Medical Clinic at a local university. They offered dental cleanings, fillings, extractions, vision care, eye exams, Free prescription glasses if needed, general physicals,&amp;nbsp;and women's health. Everything &lt;em&gt;free of charge. &lt;/em&gt;I'd never been to one of these before, but in my opinion it showed the obvious need for Health Care Reform. We have basic health insurance, but not dental or vision. So we went. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9B_mRZOdrI/AAAAAAAAIUs/1NloE7zlTXQ/s1600/Image189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9B_mRZOdrI/AAAAAAAAIUs/1NloE7zlTXQ/s200/Image189.jpg" width="160" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got there at 6:30 am and were number 411 in line. Some people had been waiting all night! The waiting went quickly a little before 8am we were registering. It was a little strange that everything was done out in the open. Registering, medical history, blood pressure checks, vaccines, chiropractor, etc. And long, long lines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9B_q_iGuBI/AAAAAAAAIU8/_tzwBBQ4afs/s1600/Image192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9B_q_iGuBI/AAAAAAAAIU8/_tzwBBQ4afs/s200/Image192.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I hopped right over the the dental line. I was number 18, but this line&amp;nbsp;was moving the slowest. Angel and his cousin went to get their vision checked. They were number 61 &amp;amp; 62 but this lined seemed to move the fastest.&amp;nbsp;They both needed glasses and their prescription was filled right then and there! When they got done, I was still waiting for my cleaning, but had them hold my place&amp;nbsp;so I could have my eyes checked. I have&amp;nbsp;a slight correction needed, but&amp;nbsp;not really worth getting glasses. I guess&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;should have gotten them though since&amp;nbsp;there was no cost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9B_oYZSM6I/AAAAAAAAIU0/EE-lsr0bP_U/s1600/Image190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9B_oYZSM6I/AAAAAAAAIU0/EE-lsr0bP_U/s320/Image190.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, I ended up waiting for 5 hours for a cleaning. But I finally got it.&amp;nbsp;In front of anyone who wanted to watch.&amp;nbsp;I didn't really care. At that point, Angel didn't want to keep waiting The&amp;nbsp;"dental hygienist" seemed to know what she was doing, but her&amp;nbsp;assistant didn't. She kept poking me with that sucker thing. All the dental exams were done in another room. The table in the front had all the "sterile" supplies. I watched closely how it worked before it was my turn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9B_cPPqzuI/AAAAAAAAIUU/EHZpPBzg_bc/s1600/Image034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9B_cPPqzuI/AAAAAAAAIUU/EHZpPBzg_bc/s200/Image034.jpg" width="150" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the sleek feeling after a dental cleaning! Talk about the need for health care reform! Now we'll have to just see what the reform actually entails and if we'll still need clinics like this in the future! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-6394197979752155634?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6394197979752155634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=6394197979752155634&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6394197979752155634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6394197979752155634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/04/health-care-reform.html' title='Health Care Reform'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9CRUpzxCZI/AAAAAAAAIVM/3Gv70ugkUvc/s72-c/Image187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2895405638750432564</id><published>2010-04-20T16:13:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:58:02.836-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>Reasons to Celebrate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will establish my covenant as an everlasting covenant between me and you and your descendants after you for the generations to come, to be your God and the God of your descendants after you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Genesis 17:7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a blessed day when your child asks to give a public profession of faith. Combine that with a baptism of another child. So much to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisia has been asking the meaning of the sacrament of Communion. After we discussed it a few times, we left it at she would let us know when she is ready. Our church combines this with a public profession of faith and understanding of salvation. How my heart rejoices when I watch and listen to my children understanding God's promises in His Word. What a beautiful thing knowing they're living and breathing his truths. She gave us permission to be present while she talked with some of the pastors about this decision. As they asked her some questions, it was evident the Holy Spirit was working in her life. It was such a blessing for us all to hear her share her testimoney. As we were preparing for Aaron's baptism, what a perfect time for Alisia to come forward in the church as well. And to celebrate the promises God gave us. A beautiful picture of the promise of God's Covenant to his people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are rejoicing!  Rejoicing at the work the Lord has done in Alisia's heart. We are praying for the work he continues to do as she seeks to glorify Him with her life. And that God will graciously show Aaron his need for a Savior. And for Caleb, as he is learning what it means to be a follower of Christ. We are praying that we can be faithful parents in raising our three children in Him as we daily seek God in our own struggles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What's wrong Mommy?"&lt;/em&gt; Caleb asked me in the car on the way home as tears filled my eyes. It was one of those mother-moments you can't explain. Thinking of the ways that God has manifisted his will in her life. And the fruits of the Spirit that are so evident in her. Thinking of the past and all the ways that God has put his hand over her life and called her. Thinking of the future and her desire to share His love with others. Your stomach gets all knotted and excited and overwhelmed all at the same time and the only thing you can do is &lt;em&gt;cry!&lt;/em&gt; Nothing's wrong! &lt;em&gt;I'm rejoicing.&lt;/em&gt; Thinking of all the rejoicing that must be in heaven right now as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A prayer for our children is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Only fear the Lord, and serve him faithfully with all your heart; for consider what great things he has done for you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 Samuel 12:24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5q6J-_10SI/AAAAAAAAIFY/QX0FVnHvCAU/s1600-h/IMG_4632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447871379950391586" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5q6J-_10SI/AAAAAAAAIFY/QX0FVnHvCAU/s400/IMG_4632.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 300px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family with the pastor Jacinto and his wife Sandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5q6KKWURMI/AAAAAAAAIFg/TeZqL7LOyeg/s1600-h/IMG_4637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447871382997451970" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5q6KKWURMI/AAAAAAAAIFg/TeZqL7LOyeg/s400/IMG_4637.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 300px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family with my parents and two neighbor girls that have been coming to church with us this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5qxd9h7wQI/AAAAAAAAIEI/kRSHBnaq9Fo/s1600-h/IMG_4618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447861827549249794" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5qxd9h7wQI/AAAAAAAAIEI/kRSHBnaq9Fo/s400/IMG_4618.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 300px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2895405638750432564?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2895405638750432564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2895405638750432564&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2895405638750432564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2895405638750432564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/reasons-to-celebrate.html' title='Reasons to Celebrate'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5q6J-_10SI/AAAAAAAAIFY/QX0FVnHvCAU/s72-c/IMG_4632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-6976103971305527236</id><published>2010-04-16T13:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:58:14.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting lessons'/><title type='text'>Every Mother Can Relate to This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S8iaeA9NBwI/AAAAAAAAILY/NPB9i-TibyM/s1600/114728.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460784388630185730" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S8iaeA9NBwI/AAAAAAAAILY/NPB9i-TibyM/s400/114728.gif" style="cursor: hand; height: 186px; width: 387px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh..the joys of mothering! The very best job in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-6976103971305527236?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6976103971305527236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=6976103971305527236&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6976103971305527236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6976103971305527236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/04/every-mother-can-relate-to-this.html' title='Every Mother Can Relate to This'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S8iaeA9NBwI/AAAAAAAAILY/NPB9i-TibyM/s72-c/114728.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4019004034923208415</id><published>2010-04-09T13:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:04:25.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garage Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7437j1NX6I/AAAAAAAAIJ4/JTLLM0gmQls/s1600/IMG_6418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457861294789844898" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7437j1NX6I/AAAAAAAAIJ4/JTLLM0gmQls/s400/IMG_6418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This garage band got it's start by playing American Idol! And this was American Idol at it's best, garage style! I had a front row seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7408co7tAI/AAAAAAAAIJw/TAQm1q5yZes/s1600/IMG_6422.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S74079FuirI/AAAAAAAAIJo/slV6PYuInHQ/s1600/IMG_6419.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S740fZb4VFI/AAAAAAAAIJI/8LybE2kPjU0/s1600/IMG_6401.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S740H2QOSaI/AAAAAAAAII4/rBchBN8B1ZY/s1600/IMG_6395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457857107846908322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S740H2QOSaI/AAAAAAAAII4/rBchBN8B1ZY/s320/IMG_6395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S740gem0I5I/AAAAAAAAIJQ/8fVy-dDnltM/s1600/IMG_6406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457857530995942290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S740gem0I5I/AAAAAAAAIJQ/8fVy-dDnltM/s320/IMG_6406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S740fOBT6QI/AAAAAAAAIJA/Dx9eVKTO4YM/s1600/IMG_6398.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sometimes boys just don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cooperate&lt;/span&gt;, so it's usually just these three talented singers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S744IjNjnZI/AAAAAAAAIKA/cBSxBw1BZi0/s1600/mosaice5e778c02b5a6951b30ad5d1ab74a3bfd1167727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457861517961829778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S744IjNjnZI/AAAAAAAAIKA/cBSxBw1BZi0/s400/mosaice5e778c02b5a6951b30ad5d1ab74a3bfd1167727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1746784775781377664-4019004034923208415?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4019004034923208415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4019004034923208415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4019004034923208415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4019004034923208415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/04/garage-band.html' title='Garage Band'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7437j1NX6I/AAAAAAAAIJ4/JTLLM0gmQls/s72-c/IMG_6418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4669479101737728591</id><published>2010-04-07T10:43:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:31:24.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Full Busy Easter Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7ydk6ttwiI/AAAAAAAAIIY/jTz1opxF404/s1600/IMG_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457410106028048930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7ydk6ttwiI/AAAAAAAAIIY/jTz1opxF404/s320/IMG_0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some fun Easter pictures to share. But, I've hesitated writing this post. Looking back, I can clearly see God's gracious hand guiding my attention to focus on Him, the cross, and the true meaning of Easter. He is Alive! Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We settled back from our busy spring break vacation at the beach and attempted to get back into the routine of things. We sent the kids to bed early for our traditional Easter sun-rise service. We could hear them still up from our bedroom. Angel saw Alisia's light on and scolded them. Shortly after, the house was silent. Everyone asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up early and headed to church. Alisia asked me what our plans were for the day. &lt;em&gt;"I was hoping me and Caleb would have time to finish reading the Easter story. Last night we didn't get to finish since Papi told us to turn the light off."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had quite a full busy Easter day. One thing we look forward to on holidays is finding ways to incorporate both cultures in our celebration! After sun-rise service, we had a delicious traditional Latino-style Easter breakfast (click here for &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-happenings_688.html"&gt;'08&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-festives.html"&gt;'09&lt;/a&gt;). My American style quiche balanced well with the Tamales, Ensalada de Fruta, and Pan dulce. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7yehC_LtvI/AAAAAAAAIIo/7e9OGClQCHA/s1600/IMG_0209a.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We napped, did Easter baskets, had family time, lunch with grandparents, visited some dear friends, played outside 'till dark, and visited my &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/puffenbarger.blogspot.com"&gt;brother's family in Korea&lt;/a&gt; via Skype. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7yla-OxWBI/AAAAAAAAIIw/Hnouhrh-q7s/s1600/IMG_0209a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457418731266332690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7yla-OxWBI/AAAAAAAAIIw/Hnouhrh-q7s/s320/IMG_0209a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A very full day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7yeEKhhe9I/AAAAAAAAIIg/CyZtZcGzcvo/s1600/IMG_0209a.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids ended up spending the night with grandparents since they had one last day of spring-break and Angel and I had to work. As I was getting ready for work, I ran into Alisia's room to grab the straightener (yes! She's at that age!). On her bed her Bible laid open to the Easter story. Anticipating coming back to read the second part. &lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Resurrection.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart swelled up and I got a big lump in my throat as I held back the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was both aching and rejoicing at the same time. I am so ashamed. While we had a wonderful Easter celebration, I am ashamed that our day was too busy to read the second part, to finish the Easter story. I am so proud of this girl and who she is becoming in Christ. Her love for God's word and desire to teach her brothers of Christ's love. Jesus is Alive! His Spirit is working! Once again, God has shown me that his work will continue through his Spirit regardless of me and my failure. He is faithful. He is Alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7ydUrdLp7I/AAAAAAAAIH4/GW3E0QEJqXY/s1600/IMG_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457409827054266290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7ydUrdLp7I/AAAAAAAAIH4/GW3E0QEJqXY/s320/IMG_0267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7ydVgNb1gI/AAAAAAAAIIQ/f9adYYDibwQ/s1600/IMG_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457409841215297026" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7ydVgNb1gI/AAAAAAAAIIQ/f9adYYDibwQ/s320/IMG_0201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 1:3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4669479101737728591?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4669479101737728591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4669479101737728591&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4669479101737728591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4669479101737728591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/04/full-busy-easter-day.html' title='A Full Busy Easter Day'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S7ydk6ttwiI/AAAAAAAAIIY/jTz1opxF404/s72-c/IMG_0275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-899718085447859642</id><published>2010-03-25T09:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:18:35.951-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>The Nations at your Doorstep</title><content type='html'>It has been our heart's desire to take our family to Mexico. We want to be closer to Angel's family and have opportunities to share with them and point them to the Lord. We also want to be used in that way to reach the nations. We are continuing to pray about that and seek the Lord's guidance. But for now, &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; is where our family is. We still desire to be serving the Lord, so for now, &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; is where we are serving. And guess what? God is still faithful to bring us the desires of our heart. Only he is bringing the nations to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently had the privilege to meet some refugee families that relocated to our town this past month. While we were visiting with a Colombian family, they invited us in but didn't have any chairs. But we didn't mind! They went to ask their neighbors who are from Iraq. They speak very little English. They have two daughters that have been going to school here the past month, and the youngest daughter is doing very well learning English, and also taking a Spanish class and knows basic Spanish. As we all had a conversation, I would translate from Spanish to English and the daughter would translate from English to Arabic. It got quite confusing, but everyone was patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel and I have both been convicted to have the nations and cultures we are unfamiliar with into our home. This is so exciting because our town is perfect for this. I'm so excited to get to know these families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love having a baby in times like this because he's such a good ice-breaker. Babies know no cultural differences or stereo-types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the moment of getting to know each other, I grabbed my cell phone and asked if we could all take a picture together. Cause I'm just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture because of what it represents. The nations. Columbia, Mexico, Iraq and United States. All photographed together on the doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S55gDymmdyI/AAAAAAAAIFw/sOQYGcTytBE/s1600-h/mosaic53f4eb2fc7fe68058c21a8de46853940b8c19729ab.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S55hPQb05yI/AAAAAAAAIF4/ULKX_8CG7L8/s1600-h/mosaic53f4eb2fc7fe68058c21a8de46853940b8c19729ccc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448899513902491426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S55hPQb05yI/AAAAAAAAIF4/ULKX_8CG7L8/s400/mosaic53f4eb2fc7fe68058c21a8de46853940b8c19729ccc.JPG" style="cursor: hand; height: 310px; width: 310px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-899718085447859642?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/899718085447859642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=899718085447859642&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/899718085447859642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/899718085447859642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/nations-at-your-doorstep.html' title='The Nations at your Doorstep'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S55hPQb05yI/AAAAAAAAIF4/ULKX_8CG7L8/s72-c/mosaic53f4eb2fc7fe68058c21a8de46853940b8c19729ccc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-1368448062127192732</id><published>2010-03-23T16:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T11:24:00.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom to Fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6kcxl8ds5I/AAAAAAAAIHQ/2J2ZK5ZGTMk/s1600-h/noname20.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6kepMsjWRI/AAAAAAAAIHY/7hVxwrRFZUg/s1600-h/DSC05821a.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6khI7ABhEI/AAAAAAAAIHw/Vi-qMAawL0A/s1600-h/IMG_4959a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925261069157442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6khI7ABhEI/AAAAAAAAIHw/Vi-qMAawL0A/s200/IMG_4959a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are times when I look at my husband and think&lt;em&gt; "Who is this man?"&lt;/em&gt; Sometimes I feel like I just don't understand him. I don't know if it's his not-so-broken English and all the cultural difference we have going or just the fact that he's a man. I'm a woman. We don't get eachother. &lt;em&gt;A lot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful that he already knows I'm not perfect. He doesn't expect perfection from me. While he loves to see me strive and put my best foot forward. I have the freedom to fail. He still loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's the best part of a disagreement? Making up of course! What Satan intended for evil, God intended for good. I sure am in love with this man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-1368448062127192732?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1368448062127192732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=1368448062127192732&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1368448062127192732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1368448062127192732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/freedom-to-fail.html' title='Freedom to Fail'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6khI7ABhEI/AAAAAAAAIHw/Vi-qMAawL0A/s72-c/IMG_4959a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-9012878544671281140</id><published>2010-03-22T13:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:00:04.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner</title><content type='html'>Well, it was a close contest. Thanks to everyone who came up with a super creative entry and making it way hard to only pick 3 to vote on. I didn't have a plan if it was a tie! I just love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner is.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S552CqYLkdI/AAAAAAAAIGQ/N-tcqB5mGJk/s1600-h/IMG_4790a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448922387272405458" style="WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S552CqYLkdI/AAAAAAAAIGQ/N-tcqB5mGJk/s400/IMG_4790a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaron in Wonderland! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://puffenbarger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jarrod!&lt;/a&gt; You should recieve your books soon? However long it takes them to get to Korea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-9012878544671281140?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/9012878544671281140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=9012878544671281140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/9012878544671281140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/9012878544671281140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/winner.html' title='Winner'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S552CqYLkdI/AAAAAAAAIGQ/N-tcqB5mGJk/s72-c/IMG_4790a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-9208102926647636026</id><published>2010-03-19T08:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T17:15:36.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Spanish Speaking Humiliation</title><content type='html'>I recently shared my &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/apology.html"&gt;most embarrassing moment &lt;/a&gt;learning to speak Spanish. So I had to share this one too! I didn't ask permission to share the story, so I won't share names! If you want to learn Spanish or are learning Spanish, this is a mistake you'll want to remember NOT to make yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some basic Spanish so you can understand the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebida: &lt;em&gt;a drink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beber: &lt;em&gt;to drink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I)&lt;/em&gt; yo: Bebo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(you)&lt;/em&gt; tú: Bebes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(he/she)&lt;/em&gt; él/usted: Bebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(we)&lt;/em&gt; nosotros: Bebemos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(they/you all)&lt;/em&gt; ellos/ustedes: Beben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Spanish, there are quite a number of words that look/sound the same from English to Spanish. Like the word doctor. But some that look or sound the same have no connection at all. One of these words is &lt;em&gt;embarrassed&lt;/em&gt;. This word resembles embarasada which means pregnant. The Spanish translation for "I'm embarrassed" is actually&lt;em&gt; "Tengo pena" or "estoy avergonzado/a."&lt;/em&gt; This can be confusing and very embarrassing, but also makes for some great stories! Don't say I didn't warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a lady friend went to Costa Rica with a group for a 1 month immersion trip to study Spanish. The day before they were about to leave, the group decided to go to a club to celebrate their time. A tall, dark, handsome latino man asked her to dance. After they danced to a few songs, she asks if she could get him a drink, &lt;em&gt;"Puedo tener tu bebé?"&lt;/em&gt; (literal translation: Can I have your baby?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was quite confused and just laughed, but she wasn't sure why. Her friend overheard this and told her what she had said. Her face got bright red and she wanted to correct her mistake. &lt;em&gt;"No, no, lo siento. Estoy muy embarazada."&lt;/em&gt; (literal translation: No, no, I'm sorry. I'm so pregnant. Hoping to say I'm so embarrassed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-9208102926647636026?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/9208102926647636026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=9208102926647636026&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/9208102926647636026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/9208102926647636026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-spanish-speaking-humiliation.html' title='More Spanish Speaking Humiliation'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-5083140452910073072</id><published>2010-03-17T09:35:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T12:45:22.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I'm Wearing Green Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, we don't celebrate St. Patrick's Day. But I like to look for ways of doing something different than our normal routine. So, here's what we did this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6Dcb7iwS4I/AAAAAAAAIGo/3xWCqWfLLWY/s1600-h/IMG_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449597921516342146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6Dcb7iwS4I/AAAAAAAAIGo/3xWCqWfLLWY/s320/IMG_0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green eggs, green butter and green milk. But Caleb didn't want anything to do with green milk. He wasn't really sure about the green eggs, but ate them up once he realized they taste the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6DcbS1UrzI/AAAAAAAAIGg/_XVp7syS6vw/s1600-h/IMG_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449597910588370738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6DcbS1UrzI/AAAAAAAAIGg/_XVp7syS6vw/s320/IMG_0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6DcvqZMY3I/AAAAAAAAIG4/0UWIPXnanUs/s1600-h/IMG_0037a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449598260510221170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6DcvqZMY3I/AAAAAAAAIG4/0UWIPXnanUs/s200/IMG_0037a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car on the way to school Alisia pinched me. Then she gave me her clip to put in my hair. I didn't even notice I was the only one &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;not wearing green&lt;/span&gt;. But really, it's not a big deal. I don't even know &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why &lt;/em&gt;we wear green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the radio, I &lt;a href="http://www.klove.com/"&gt;heard them talking&lt;/a&gt; about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Patrick"&gt;St. Patrick's Day&lt;/a&gt;. Today, it's more of a secular holiday for Irish immigrants to show patriotism. But it turns out he was a very godly man. This part of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Patrick"&gt;his prayer&lt;/a&gt; stood out to me so I thought I'd pass it along. What great words to reflect on as we go about our day. This is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;why I'm wearing green!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Patrick"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;St Patrick's Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me,&lt;br /&gt;Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me,&lt;br /&gt;Christ on my right, Christ on my left,&lt;br /&gt;Christ when I lie down, Christ when I sit down, Christ when I arise,&lt;br /&gt;Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me,&lt;br /&gt;Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me,&lt;br /&gt;Christ in every eye that sees me&lt;br /&gt;Christ in every ear that hears me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'd be way cool to be in Chicago today to see this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6DfWd230sI/AAAAAAAAIHA/BKcPKDl7IG4/s1600-h/800px-Chicago_River_St_Patricks_Day_08edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449601126183195330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6DfWd230sI/AAAAAAAAIHA/BKcPKDl7IG4/s320/800px-Chicago_River_St_Patricks_Day_08edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1746784775781377664-5083140452910073072?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5083140452910073072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=5083140452910073072&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5083140452910073072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5083140452910073072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-im-wearing-green-today.html' title='Why I&apos;m Wearing Green Today'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S6Dcb7iwS4I/AAAAAAAAIGo/3xWCqWfLLWY/s72-c/IMG_0034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4745495666581189132</id><published>2010-03-16T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T19:41:32.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote Now!</title><content type='html'>Please see the right side bar to cast your vote for the children's book giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the super creative entries. It was sooo hard to pick only 3! My next giveaway will have to be a random drawing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4745495666581189132?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4745495666581189132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4745495666581189132&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4745495666581189132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4745495666581189132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/vote-now.html' title='Vote Now!'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-1129746535466377939</id><published>2010-03-15T13:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T13:52:15.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect for Puddles</title><content type='html'>It rained most of the weekend! All of the snow melted away! Spring must have been hiding and ready to come out. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S55pG8-4qoI/AAAAAAAAIGI/EcKh2KOTPcM/s1600-h/Image193a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448908167334898306" style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S55pG8-4qoI/AAAAAAAAIGI/EcKh2KOTPcM/s400/Image193a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You guys rocked the photo-contest entries! It's gonna be hard to narrow them down! Looks like I could be mailing the books anywhere from around here to Mexico or Korea. Check back soon to vote on my top 3 entries.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-1129746535466377939?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1129746535466377939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=1129746535466377939&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1129746535466377939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1129746535466377939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/perfect-for-puddles.html' title='Perfect for Puddles'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S55pG8-4qoI/AAAAAAAAIGI/EcKh2KOTPcM/s72-c/Image193a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-6753341845273931205</id><published>2010-03-12T10:23:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:58:32.410-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>that kindof day</title><content type='html'>It was that kindof day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind where there's something wrong with &lt;em&gt;everyone else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The baby who woke me up 3 times during the night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grumbling each time, I dragged myself out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The neighbor who didn't care about their overflowing trash blowing into my yard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked it up and threw it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The taxi driver who cut me off on the way to work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yelled at him through the closed entrapment of my car even though no one could hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The officer who said she "had to write up a ticket anyway."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mumbled something disrespectful under my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My co-worker who was complaining about all of her problems.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have time to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My boss said funding might be cut in half for next year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tempted to only do my job half-way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My husband who wanted to unload all his stress.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt better. Now what about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My kid who didn't like the supper I made.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eat it or go to bed," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I actually say and do those things? Wow. Writing it down is pretty ugly. I did not want to be the hands and feet of Christ. What perfect opportunities to point others to God. But, my heart is dirty. But ya know, on days like this, I'm reminded that God's grace IS enough. His grace is for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But he said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me."&lt;/em&gt; 2 Corinthians 12:9-10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-6753341845273931205?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6753341845273931205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=6753341845273931205&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6753341845273931205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6753341845273931205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-kindof-day.html' title='that kindof day'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3908321484976364693</id><published>2010-03-11T19:01:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:16:26.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Too Fast!</title><content type='html'>This precious boy is growing way too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5mHNtdGUsI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/FHgkBcOrYow/s1600-h/IMG_5730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447533893891019458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5mHNtdGUsI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/FHgkBcOrYow/s400/IMG_5730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5mF3R_BhaI/AAAAAAAAIC4/Wm9q1UYRgaI/s1600-h/IMG_5740.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like in no time he's gonna be doing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2tFgbTlrPI/AAAAAAAAHyI/hDiqP3a_6Z0/s1600-h/IMG_4885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434513798740684018" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2tFgbTlrPI/AAAAAAAAHyI/hDiqP3a_6Z0/s200/IMG_4885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2tFg0tcc3I/AAAAAAAAHyQ/5oexJO7KOZE/s1600-h/IMG_4886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434513805560017778" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2tFg0tcc3I/AAAAAAAAHyQ/5oexJO7KOZE/s200/IMG_4886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5mDnPS8CtI/AAAAAAAAICY/WwMbZlV1ryk/s1600-h/IMG_5756a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447529934425426642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5mDnPS8CtI/AAAAAAAAICY/WwMbZlV1ryk/s320/IMG_5756a.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL TOO SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447528922495008322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5mCsVj7PkI/AAAAAAAAICA/fJXjGOQW8Ek/s400/IMG_5739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I still &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-me-explain.html"&gt;can't seem to get enough&lt;/a&gt; of him though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't forget to enter the &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/childrens-book-giveaway.html"&gt;giveaway!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1746784775781377664-3908321484976364693?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3908321484976364693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3908321484976364693&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3908321484976364693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3908321484976364693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/too-soon.html' title='All Too Fast!'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5mHNtdGUsI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/FHgkBcOrYow/s72-c/IMG_5730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-1548568583679830963</id><published>2010-03-09T19:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:17:25.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's book GIVEAWAY</title><content type='html'>GIVEAWAY DETAILS:&lt;br /&gt;Name That Photo! All you have to do to enter is give this photo a clever name and we will vote on my top 3 favorites next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446350783092213714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5VTLmRhx9I/AAAAAAAAIAI/8p2t3e3t3q0/s400/IMG_4790a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winner will recieve two brand-new children's books in their choice of Spanish or English! Comments will be open for suggestions until Saturday midnight! Get creative!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-1548568583679830963?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1548568583679830963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=1548568583679830963&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1548568583679830963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1548568583679830963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/childrens-book-giveaway.html' title='Children&apos;s book GIVEAWAY'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5VTLmRhx9I/AAAAAAAAIAI/8p2t3e3t3q0/s72-c/IMG_4790a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-1137746831910208354</id><published>2010-03-08T13:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:35:24.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finnishing Feburary</title><content type='html'>These snow smiles make my heart melt! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446312552649425570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 414px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5UwaSxrgqI/AAAAAAAAH8Q/pDnColWXR-M/s400/snowfaces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some crazy weather this February &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18+ inches (and still snowing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446326102758691778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5U8vA3ek8I/AAAAAAAAH84/RMro_dx_9Zo/s320/IMG_4592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we made the best of all the days off school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446345087631990210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5VOAFB_ncI/AAAAAAAAH-g/0dEQNB18Whc/s400/1snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446345091155349698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5VOASKB0MI/AAAAAAAAH-o/zZoUAdTeSug/s400/2snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446345659203562866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5VOhWTRrXI/AAAAAAAAH-4/xEsk-O0dCds/s400/IMG_5805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like sibling love? Don't be deceived. They were trying to push each other off the snow mound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446345663308942850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5VOhlmEzgI/AAAAAAAAH_A/lcYacnYQB_0/s400/IMG_5864a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angel got in lots of shoveling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446326790721881314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5U9XDurxOI/AAAAAAAAH9A/5tiPFpjrFW8/s320/IMG_5624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I joined in the fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446342733317662306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5VL3Cht5mI/AAAAAAAAH-A/QsSM07yJdsY/s400/IMG_5676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angel and the kids made an awesome snow fort for the whole neighborhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446312549183142642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5UwaF3QOvI/AAAAAAAAH8I/w7IbjE7Ts0M/s400/snoforts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blizzard like conditions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5U8pqsQ0jI/AAAAAAAAH8w/NL8lIsMKszY/s1600-h/IMG_5811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446326010906726962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5U8pqsQ0jI/AAAAAAAAH8w/NL8lIsMKszY/s320/IMG_5811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron had his try outside, but mostly watched from the window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446342752668344354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5VL4KnR4CI/AAAAAAAAH-Y/f3ZT-_5FD5A/s400/snow3.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of sledding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446312546349483266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5UwZ7TqBQI/AAAAAAAAH8A/NwrnbnDARDE/s400/snowsledding.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Angel planned a sweet Valentine dinner for two and even set up a babysitter as a huge surprise! That was the highlight of my February! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446312536775914434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5UwZXpI88I/AAAAAAAAH74/kpRk_hlmjbQ/s400/blogthis1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446320291433561442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5U3cv_mPWI/AAAAAAAAH8o/ETOlycfHfjs/s320/IMG_5710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446342744424136962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5VL3r5tQQI/AAAAAAAAH-I/LfabmlWbt00/s400/IMG_4564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned! This week I will be hosting my first GIVEAWAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1746784775781377664-1137746831910208354?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1137746831910208354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=1137746831910208354&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1137746831910208354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1137746831910208354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/finnishing-feburary.html' title='Finnishing Feburary'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S5UwaSxrgqI/AAAAAAAAH8Q/pDnColWXR-M/s72-c/snowfaces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2792990001564826697</id><published>2010-02-28T19:10:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T09:18:44.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Nephew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4sG6Kjku_I/AAAAAAAAH7g/cpG5pjwE908/s1600-h/24471_603404999457_7608927_35270598_5426267_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443452170943118322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4sG6Kjku_I/AAAAAAAAH7g/cpG5pjwE908/s400/24471_603404999457_7608927_35270598_5426267_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing my new beautiful nephew &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Marc Charles Puffenbarger. Momma and baby are doing great. The distance is really hard at a time like this. But we are praying that God will comfort them and fulfill their every need. I can't wait to get my turn with snuggles and kisses. We love you Marc! &lt;a href="http://www.puffenbarger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here to read more about their amazing testimoney and their story as new parents or to leave them some encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"From birth I have relied on you; you brought me forth from my mother's womb. I will ever praise you."&lt;/em&gt; Psalm 71:6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2792990001564826697?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2792990001564826697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2792990001564826697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2792990001564826697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2792990001564826697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-nephew.html' title='New Nephew!'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4sG6Kjku_I/AAAAAAAAH7g/cpG5pjwE908/s72-c/24471_603404999457_7608927_35270598_5426267_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-5815091358806333848</id><published>2010-02-26T14:22:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T14:57:51.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nephew on the way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4giZhFWB2I/AAAAAAAAH7A/_LZk-PypE3A/s1600-h/00000.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4giryQQoUI/AAAAAAAAH7I/xF5HdBIV61I/s1600-h/00000.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4gi0aFlavI/AAAAAAAAH7Q/1l9wbXmYLDY/s1600-h/00000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442638433428531954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4gi0aFlavI/AAAAAAAAH7Q/1l9wbXmYLDY/s200/00000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please pray for my sister-in-law &lt;a href="http://www.puffenbarger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stephanie and Jarrod &lt;/a&gt;as they are about to have their first child. Her water broke today and she is in &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4gh5DxiTlI/AAAAAAAAH6w/puByRhnBmkw/s1600-h/00000.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the hospital at 35 weeks pregnant. Just imagine going through all this in a different country! &lt;a href="http://puffenbarger.blogspot.com/2010/02/ready-or-not.html"&gt;Click over to their blog &lt;/a&gt;to leave them some encouragement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of them this summer when Aaron was born. My heart just breaks not to be able to be there them during this time! The only thing that comforts me is knowing that God is taking care their family and knows their every need. I'm praying that God will care for their family in big ways and somehow some way let them know that they are not alone....even all the way across the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and your dominion endures through all generations. The Lord is faithful to all his promises and loving toward all he has made."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Psalm 145:13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-5815091358806333848?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5815091358806333848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=5815091358806333848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5815091358806333848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5815091358806333848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/nephew-on-way.html' title='Nephew on the way!'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4gi0aFlavI/AAAAAAAAH7Q/1l9wbXmYLDY/s72-c/00000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2175050612622826575</id><published>2010-02-23T16:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T17:15:08.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brotherly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4RTWI2W-WI/AAAAAAAAH6I/95BoDSsEi6w/s1600-h/IMG_5423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441565889568110946" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4RTWI2W-WI/AAAAAAAAH6I/95BoDSsEi6w/s400/IMG_5423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2175050612622826575?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2175050612622826575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2175050612622826575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2175050612622826575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2175050612622826575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/brotherly-love.html' title='Brotherly Love'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S4RTWI2W-WI/AAAAAAAAH6I/95BoDSsEi6w/s72-c/IMG_5423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-1348913017887840513</id><published>2010-02-19T17:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T18:09:32.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdom Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eph&lt;/span&gt; 6:10-11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S38R8iSWjbI/AAAAAAAAH6A/7zaelQGkRyE/s1600-h/kindgdom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440086606580452786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S38R8iSWjbI/AAAAAAAAH6A/7zaelQGkRyE/s400/kindgdom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1SpM5eQ4lI/AAAAAAAAHtI/IdGTxEkfq-0/s1600-h/noname12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428149489939571282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1SpM5eQ4lI/AAAAAAAAHtI/IdGTxEkfq-0/s400/noname12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Praying that God in his mercy will use us to train our kids to rise up to be mighty warriors and great Godly leaders for their generation. And that they will train others to do the same. We pray that they're hearts will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt; to things that are eternal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-1348913017887840513?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1348913017887840513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=1348913017887840513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1348913017887840513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1348913017887840513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/kingdom-kids.html' title='Kingdom Kids'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S38R8iSWjbI/AAAAAAAAH6A/7zaelQGkRyE/s72-c/kindgdom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-5161086691562650299</id><published>2010-02-17T09:18:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T11:02:35.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Must be Ancient</title><content type='html'>Things that my kids have said recently to make me feel old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439224603995241346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3wB9Yaze4I/AAAAAAAAH5g/oT55050vUr0/s320/iwaslittle.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Alisia&lt;/span&gt; brought home an encyclopedia for the letter C. She said her teacher was giving them out. They have several sets in the class room and they haven't used them in years! She thought it was cool that she could look up anything that starts with the letter C actually in a book (opposed to online). I wonder if Aaron will ever have to use a hard copy dictionary or thesaurus or encyclopedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of Black History Month, Caleb is learning a little about it. He asked me last night: &lt;em&gt;"is it true that when you were little, black kids couldn't go to school?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was amazed that this used to be the case and couldn't understand why. But I had to explain to him that was before Mommy was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3wCI8auwtI/AAAAAAAAH5o/OMA1wyJ0ip4/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439224802637169362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3wCI8auwtI/AAAAAAAAH5o/OMA1wyJ0ip4/s320/DSC00303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cleaning out some boxes (from our move last summer!) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Alisia&lt;/span&gt; saw this on the wall and asked &lt;em&gt;"What is that for?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't had a house phone for more than 5 years so I guess she doesn't remember. And with cell phones and wireless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; she may never have to use one of these in her lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my generation is so used to change and new gadgets. I love that grandma thinks it's incredible that we can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt; with my &lt;a href="http://www.puffenbarger.blogspot.com"&gt;brother's family in Korea&lt;/a&gt;. When we show her something new, she always exclaims in disbelief &lt;em&gt;"how do they do that!?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-5161086691562650299?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5161086691562650299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=5161086691562650299&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5161086691562650299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/5161086691562650299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-must-be-ancient.html' title='I Must be Ancient'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3wB9Yaze4I/AAAAAAAAH5g/oT55050vUr0/s72-c/iwaslittle.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4381234169326077596</id><published>2010-02-11T17:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T17:50:30.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now and Then</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe that this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3SJh9IaT3I/AAAAAAAAH0A/3CCBODB9VQQ/s1600-h/IMG_5619abc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437121866581561202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3SJh9IaT3I/AAAAAAAAH0A/3CCBODB9VQQ/s320/IMG_5619abc.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....used to look like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3SFVtL0xhI/AAAAAAAAHzY/nBNUv3ufiwI/s1600-h/IMG_3008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437117258095969810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3SFVtL0xhI/AAAAAAAAHzY/nBNUv3ufiwI/s320/IMG_3008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahh...just look at that green grass!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-4381234169326077596?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4381234169326077596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4381234169326077596&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4381234169326077596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4381234169326077596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/now-and-then.html' title='Now and Then'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3SJh9IaT3I/AAAAAAAAH0A/3CCBODB9VQQ/s72-c/IMG_5619abc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3032711593391041342</id><published>2010-02-03T11:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:46:30.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crawling</title><content type='html'>Today Aaron is 7 months old. And he's been doing this for a little over a week now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in one night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2iX0YIE_UI/AAAAAAAAHwA/2N5VaJx0ghQ/s1600-h/crawl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433759876507827522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2iX0YIE_UI/AAAAAAAAHwA/2N5VaJx0ghQ/s400/crawl1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2ib3T4wUzI/AAAAAAAAHxA/uquHgFHSqZA/s1600-h/crawl6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2iX0qUV-JI/AAAAAAAAHwI/P0CEHlMXXs8/s1600-h/crawl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2iaTYcGvNI/AAAAAAAAHww/1nc3hk2CpGU/s1600-h/crawl5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2iX1OA_kLI/AAAAAAAAHwQ/EL1v80Rm5oU/s1600-h/crawl4thisone.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3WF0bIAKoI/AAAAAAAAH1I/EMOZVV2cP6I/s1600-h/crawl4thisone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437399260800756354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3WF0bIAKoI/AAAAAAAAH1I/EMOZVV2cP6I/s400/crawl4thisone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motivation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2iYFmZGtsI/AAAAAAAAHwg/LtnYIHQJLao/s1600-h/IMG_5485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433760172395116226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2iYFmZGtsI/AAAAAAAAHwg/LtnYIHQJLao/s320/IMG_5485.jpg" 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/1746784775781377664-3032711593391041342?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3032711593391041342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3032711593391041342&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3032711593391041342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3032711593391041342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/crawling.html' title='Crawling'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2iX0YIE_UI/AAAAAAAAHwA/2N5VaJx0ghQ/s72-c/crawl1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-4156418168818735739</id><published>2010-02-02T16:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:32:16.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He Was Right</title><content type='html'>This morning I was trying to explain this day to Angel, but I really didn't do a good job because he didn't believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2idPdvI1mI/AAAAAAAAHxI/AYEN1EMZasM/s1600-h/groundhog"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433765839428441698" style="WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2idPdvI1mI/AAAAAAAAHxI/AYEN1EMZasM/s320/groundhog%27s+day.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6 More Weeks of Winter! Yikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it snowed today, so I just said ..."See...that's what the groundhog said." Even though I don't really get it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2idp61oLXI/AAAAAAAAHxQ/Z1jKfaZDFds/s1600-h/IMG_4653.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3caSbCm0-I/AAAAAAAAH1w/2kkzdoMebX0/s1600-h/IMG_4653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437843978871821282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3caSbCm0-I/AAAAAAAAH1w/2kkzdoMebX0/s320/IMG_4653.jpg" 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/1746784775781377664-4156418168818735739?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4156418168818735739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=4156418168818735739&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4156418168818735739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/4156418168818735739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/he-was-right.html' title='He Was Right'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2idPdvI1mI/AAAAAAAAHxI/AYEN1EMZasM/s72-c/groundhog%27s+day.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-8255995402136321063</id><published>2010-02-01T09:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T12:00:28.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith Challenge</title><content type='html'>Our days aren't overly structured, but sometimes the thought of adding another routine, is just overwhelming. I try to have quiet time with God, but somedays if it doesn't happen, I think I usually have a pretty good reason. &lt;em&gt;How sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisia came home from school with an activity for me to do. She said they did it in Bible class and it really impacted her. So she made two worksheets for us to do together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2cAxM-zppI/AAAAAAAAHvA/qtQ4gdWXjeo/s1600-h/IMG_5517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433312320744040082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2cAxM-zppI/AAAAAAAAHvA/qtQ4gdWXjeo/s400/IMG_5517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2cAw92P8TI/AAAAAAAAHu4/sUBND9ehsEo/s1600-h/IMG_5515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433312316681613618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2cAw92P8TI/AAAAAAAAHu4/sUBND9ehsEo/s400/IMG_5515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we completed them, we both admitted that we were overly genrous on colomn A and not quite as truthful on colomn B. Alisia said her teacher challenged them to try to increase the time you spend with God. The time we spend for ourselves shows we do have time to spend with God, we just choose to spend it otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so kind and gentle sharing what she had learned and just wanted to share it with me. But I felt like a tow truck just ran over me. Again, I fall short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time I spend with God is not only important for my own relationship with Him, but also important to other eyes watching and being an example for my children. In my shortcoming, I'm thankful to God in his mercy that &lt;em&gt;He is the one who does the work in their heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-8255995402136321063?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8255995402136321063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=8255995402136321063&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8255995402136321063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/8255995402136321063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/02/faith-challenge.html' title='Faith Challenge'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S2cAxM-zppI/AAAAAAAAHvA/qtQ4gdWXjeo/s72-c/IMG_5517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-3228664103428855372</id><published>2010-01-29T09:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:33:54.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family of 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1SpARzWdEI/AAAAAAAAHtA/CqRo4PsbC08/s1600-h/IMG_4535.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3carYn6m-I/AAAAAAAAH2A/Gt9pdxS1G-s/s1600-h/IMG_4535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437844407719730146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3carYn6m-I/AAAAAAAAH2A/Gt9pdxS1G-s/s400/IMG_4535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite the challenge for a decent family pic when you have a family of 5 (or more I'm sure).&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my wonderful &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/06/congrats-teresa.html"&gt;brother Joe.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-3228664103428855372?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3228664103428855372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=3228664103428855372&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3228664103428855372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/3228664103428855372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/family-of-5.html' title='Family of 5'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S3carYn6m-I/AAAAAAAAH2A/Gt9pdxS1G-s/s72-c/IMG_4535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-2687945177454177646</id><published>2010-01-28T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:24:25.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy-itis Take 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Upload RePost:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the good part of him &lt;a href="http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/mommitis.html"&gt;just wanting Mommy&lt;/a&gt;. His first word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-459cd813a33f035" 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://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0459cd813a33f035%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331015363%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85040BD2AC35AAE2B2C692C3831E2CA892A14F50.267B806C062EF88D6D7A8A0214E8324AB75250BA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D459cd813a33f035%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5EKy9m_muQztgUy78F4tE3hCKFQ&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://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0459cd813a33f035%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331015363%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85040BD2AC35AAE2B2C692C3831E2CA892A14F50.267B806C062EF88D6D7A8A0214E8324AB75250BA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D459cd813a33f035%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5EKy9m_muQztgUy78F4tE3hCKFQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a pro at it already. When I'm at work I just keep playing it over and over. It never seems to get old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;update: He still says Ma-ma, but he no longer says it so pitiful. Thankfully he's over Mommy-itis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746784775781377664-2687945177454177646?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=459cd813a33f035&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2687945177454177646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=2687945177454177646&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2687945177454177646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/2687945177454177646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/mvi5248.html' title='Mommy-itis Take 2'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-1431187960668961377</id><published>2010-01-25T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:50:00.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you do this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1R07CqdUdI/AAAAAAAAHsw/uhjFI71FK0E/s1600-h/IMG_5200a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428092008564347346" style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1R07CqdUdI/AAAAAAAAHsw/uhjFI71FK0E/s320/IMG_5200a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1R07mOXwCI/AAAAAAAAHs4/aszWQ-KXqII/s1600-h/IMG_5198a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428092018110218274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1R07mOXwCI/AAAAAAAAHs4/aszWQ-KXqII/s320/IMG_5198a.JPG" 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/1746784775781377664-1431187960668961377?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1431187960668961377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=1431187960668961377&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1431187960668961377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/1431187960668961377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/can-you-do-this.html' title='Can you do this?'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1R07CqdUdI/AAAAAAAAHsw/uhjFI71FK0E/s72-c/IMG_5200a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746784775781377664.post-6881149543941573582</id><published>2010-01-21T11:44:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:19:56.724-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Missions'/><title type='text'>Pictures of Hope for Haiti</title><content type='html'>Haiti.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1hx1lAUChI/AAAAAAAAHuQ/OyNzjsex5o8/s1600-h/IMG_5346a.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Destruction. Pain. Sadness. Death. So many questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little over a week ago, we woke up to the devastating news of Haiti's Earthquake. The pictures. The stories. The lost lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got out my old photo album of a mission trip I took when I was 15 to &lt;a href="http://www.newmissions.org/"&gt;Haiti.&lt;/a&gt; I can only imagine what this is like for Haitian people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This already poor country hit even harder. The little they had, taken away from them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gathered around the table. I shared with the kids the memories I had when we landed. The gates of the airport were lined with herds of people waiting trying to sell you something on your way out. Memories of little children walking up to your vehicle on the street begging for money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angel shared memories of when he was 8 and an earthquake hit Mexico. The lasting effects of surrviving a mass destruction. His house still has damage from it to this day. They never had money to fix it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked about as Christians, what should our responce be? What can we do from so far away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Philippians 2:1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any fellowship with the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and purpose. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We prayed for Haiti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alisia shared a friend's mother in her class has been planning on going down since November and is still planning on going in three weeks. She is a nurse and the team will be doing relief work. They will be going down to an &lt;a href="http://missionofhopehaiti.org/"&gt;oprhanage located about 10 miles from Port-Au-Prince. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We called right away to see what we could do to help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The need is great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The airlines have lifted the tight restrictions on extra baggage. &lt;a href="http://disasterrelief.mohhaiti.org/"&gt;Mission of Hope&lt;/a&gt; is requesting the following supplies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Child or Adult Advil/ Tylenol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Child or Adult Multivitamins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cold Medicine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antibiotic Ointment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antifungal Cream&lt;br /&gt;Bandages and gauze all sizes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iron Tablets&lt;br /&gt;Tums&lt;br /&gt;tape &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided along with helping to collect supplies, we want to send pictures. Pictures of hope. A little something so the kids will know they're not alone. The kids started drawing right away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1iBA762kNI/AAAAAAAAHug/k5UJcdtorjw/s1600-h/IMG_5359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429231203879653586" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1iBA762kNI/AAAAAAAAHug/k5UJcdtorjw/s320/IMG_5359.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And they haven't stopped. Each night, as we watch the new pictures and hear the new stories, they are drawing. Pictures of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many questions. It doesn't seem right. I was listening to Steven Curtis Chapman's new CD &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://popup.lala.com/popup/576742236130311821&amp;amp;ei=M4NYS8_xIMmo8AaAr8y5Aw&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=music_play_track&amp;amp;resnum=3&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;cd=2&amp;amp;ved=0CBIQ0wQoAjAA&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNFY4BuPBEu2gLx55Uujc_4zLhCDjw"&gt;Beauty will Rise&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and the words seemed so real to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowy panic turns to pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;As we awake to what remains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And sift through the ashes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;That are left behind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But buried deep beneath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;All our broken dreams we have this hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of these ashes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beauty will rise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we will dance among the ruins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We will see it with our own eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of this darkness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;New light will shine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we'll know the joy that's coming in the morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beauty will rise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unity. Faith. Joy. Opportunities. Life. New Hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1iHuLKuVaI/AAAAAAAAHuw/DZq1OcuX9x0/s1600-h/IMG_5346a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429238578136634786" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1iHuLKuVaI/AAAAAAAAHuw/DZq1OcuX9x0/s320/IMG_5346a.JPG" style="cursor: hand; height: 292px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1iCU3KD5WI/AAAAAAAAHuo/l4QlZEWLivs/s1600-h/IMG_5346a.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some good sites with dirrect updates in Haiti: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mission%20of%20hope/"&gt;Mission of Hope &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://disasterrelief.mohhaiti.org/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.compassion.com/haiti-earthquake-update/"&gt;Compassion International&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samaritans%20purse.org/index.php/articles/responding_to_haiti_earthquake/"&gt;Samaritans Purse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://livesayhaiti.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://livesayhaiti.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to send a picture of hope or other supplies dirrectly to Haiti, please leave your contact info in the comments and I will e-mail you more info ASAP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,' says the LORD, who has compassion on you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 54:10&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/1746784775781377664-6881149543941573582?l=vidagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6881149543941573582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1746784775781377664&amp;postID=6881149543941573582&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6881149543941573582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746784775781377664/posts/default/6881149543941573582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidagarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/pictures-of-hope-for-haiti.html' title='Pictures of Hope for Haiti'/><author><name>La Familia Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499078691114309445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S9dUxW5QbDI/AAAAAAAAIXs/DRxv7q5rPOo/S220/untitledabc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMWHG2ape08/S1iBA762kNI/AAAAAAAAHug/k5UJcdtorjw/s72-c/IMG_5359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
