<?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-3187253893478591584</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:05:00.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUTnumbered &amp; IN My Glory!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-591237765408839178</id><published>2009-08-18T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:36:36.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T minus 13 days and counting...</title><content type='html'>How can it be that in less than 2 weeks school starts back? And this year 2 of my boys will be in school all. day. long. That will be quite an adjustment for me, and as hard as it will be for me, it will be twice as hard for Ty to have both of his older brothers away all day. Wow, the summer has just flown by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful family vacation at Bethany Beach last week. Hope you enjoy a few pics from the week! I'll post more when I have more time. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371494910008193666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SotiKUfbcoI/AAAAAAAAAN4/AxYJTTRM8eY/s320/Misc.+%26+vacation+2009+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371495125169865074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SotiW2B-AXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/hVV4vkZL_aI/s320/Misc.+%26+vacation+2009+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371495517504860898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sotitrl68uI/AAAAAAAAAOI/WK5Kfvx1gUc/s320/Misc.+%26+vacation+2009+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371496920974554722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sotj_X7K9mI/AAAAAAAAAOo/arItMPRC5oA/s320/Misc.+%26+vacation+2009+215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371496638310425586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sotju66yo_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/eXM8lCcNF6U/s320/Misc.+%26+vacation+2009+178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371495769453154146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Soti8WLEz2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/3MPPShVLyaA/s320/Misc.+%26+vacation+2009+194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371497297696602882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SotkVTUtOwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/dyHBNLlUv4U/s320/Misc.+%26+vacation+2009+200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371495967097059698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SotjH2dDeXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QHZxyHKaphI/s320/Misc.+%26+vacation+2009+223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371497504731497266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SotkhWlrAzI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ID5lKyGyB0E/s320/Misc.+%26+vacation+2009+205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-591237765408839178?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/591237765408839178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=591237765408839178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/591237765408839178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/591237765408839178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/08/t-minus-13-days-and-counting.html' title='T minus 13 days and counting...'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SotiKUfbcoI/AAAAAAAAAN4/AxYJTTRM8eY/s72-c/Misc.+%26+vacation+2009+063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-104490662172944590</id><published>2009-07-02T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T18:54:23.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo shoot fun and the 4th!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to some wonderful and VERY talented friends (M &amp;amp; H -- thanks a ton!!!!), our little family had a photo shoot as part of Kevin's Father's Day present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been desiring a nice family photo for some time, but let me tell you ... taking 4 boys to get photos done in a studio is just. NO. FUN.!!! Somehow, trying to get them to pose prim &amp;amp; proper and smile big just leads to wrestling and acting goofy until one of them gets hurt. Use your imagination a bit and I'm sure you'll get a clear picture of the chaos I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this photo shoot was different. We went to our friends farm and did some outdoor shots on their property ... near old barns, etc. And, they did an amazing job of capturing all of us in our natural expressions. It was so laid back and we all had fun, once we learned to relax (I'm not sure I ever really fully relaxed, but I tried -- I hate to get my photo taken, I'm just NOT photogenic! Ugh!). &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thanks Mark &amp;amp; Heather for sharing your talents with us! And, thanks to your kiddos for sacrificing time with you so you could bless us. We absolutely LOVE the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all enjoy some of my favorite shots: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354039742448012418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1ex2HwDII/AAAAAAAAANw/WpTCRoZ00Is/s320/Kevin+and+Nicole+284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354038655961350674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1dympJQhI/AAAAAAAAANA/qp2WFhqEaLY/s320/Kevin+and+Nicole+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354039101705341682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1eMjKyyvI/AAAAAAAAANY/GVet2TO9vKQ/s320/Kevin+and+Nicole+464.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354039471631230322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1eiFP_5XI/AAAAAAAAANo/7l1ei2Zxn2M/s320/Kevin+and+Nicole+447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354039265643689410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1eWF4vdcI/AAAAAAAAANg/03s01x4MCdc/s320/Kevin+and+Nicole+349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354038144670384562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1dU174QbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/dj6lXiyUaTA/s320/boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354038521568606754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1dqx_auiI/AAAAAAAAAM4/exgY_P4TjUA/s320/feet+in+the+air.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354038949396731138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1eDrxl1QI/AAAAAAAAANQ/fhy9urJLSKU/s320/Kevin+and+Nicole+546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354038826777781970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1d8i-9JtI/AAAAAAAAANI/HBDXl51K-HY/s320/Kevin+and+Nicole+241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354038240771438706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1dab8J-HI/AAAAAAAAAMo/RxyINp1Xe70/s320/hammock.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we enter into the weekend of the 4th, let's remember to take a few minutes to give thanks for the men &amp;amp; women in uniform who won't get a long weekend w/ family ... their job is 24/7 and comes with so, so many sacrifices, more than I can even imagine. I personally take this country and our freedom for granted at times because it is all I know. When I purposely stop and think about what life might/would be like in another country my heart is filled with thanks and gratitude. I truly am honored to be a citizen of this great country and appreciate each and every man and woman who has served and is currently serving in the military to ensure we continue to maintain our freedom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From our family to yours, Happy 4th! God bless America!!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354038418720389970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1dky2fe1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/bIzJxSD8yUI/s320/Kevin+and+Nicole+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3187253893478591584-104490662172944590?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/104490662172944590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=104490662172944590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/104490662172944590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/104490662172944590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/07/photo-shoot-fun-and-4th.html' title='Photo shoot fun and the 4th!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sk1ex2HwDII/AAAAAAAAANw/WpTCRoZ00Is/s72-c/Kevin+and+Nicole+284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-1573721358416354890</id><published>2009-06-30T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:30:35.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop!  Summer is going too fast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, as you know if you check my blog, I've been MIA (missing in action). This summer has been filled with all kinds of fun ... it's just flying by too fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;June marked the last day of school for my boys and the end of a great baseball season for Jackson &amp;amp; Isaac. And, great news ... their "hot" coach that I mentioned in an earlier post ... well, we're on &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; "friendly" terms, if you know what I mean! (don't stress ... the hot coach happens to be my hubby!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In mid June we welcomed some out of town/state family! We had a blast with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kreider's&lt;/span&gt; from TN, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hostetter's&lt;/span&gt; from AZ &amp;amp; Uncle Ed and Happy the dog from Pittsburgh! Our boys were so sad &amp;amp; weepy when their cousins left though, which was hard to see. They just LOVED having them close by and it was just so sweet to watch them play together and see the bonds and memories forming right before our eyes. We promised them that we'd try our very best to visit TN &amp;amp; AZ sometime in the near future. We just need to plant one of those money trees in the backyard and pray, pray, pray for a mighty ripe harvest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350389571919666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skrr0OiiHzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0muoafeput8/s320/family+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the gang of cousins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;June 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; was Parker's 1st birthday! I'm still trying to figure out how my baby became 1 year old already??? He continues to be such a little love and a pure delight! He is now officially crawling, loves any attention his big brothers show him, loves to play with his toys, doesn't miss a meal (ooh ... he's got some mighty yummy meat on his bones!) and recently has been very amused by putting his finger up his nose -- yeah, he's all boy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353351991132336546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SkrtRc0SsaI/AAAAAAAAALE/akfWi6S1NRY/s320/family+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Special (allergy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accommodating&lt;/span&gt;) cake made by Grandma B.!  Thanks, Grandma!  You are the BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353352687189827378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skrt591VHzI/AAAAAAAAALM/G3WRJcqRk0Q/s320/family+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The birthday boy after indulging in some cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353353142261229026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SkruUdGzpeI/AAAAAAAAALU/n_x2LMmd1MA/s320/family+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;having fun on his new fire truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right after Parker's birthday, we celebrated Father's Day.  My boys have the most wonderful, loving, patient, fun, giving, selfless father.  I am so incredibly blessed as I watch this amazing man "father/parent" our children.  And, in addition to celebrating &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; we also celebrated both of our dads, who are also fabulous grandfathers to our children.  What a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, last weekend my sister took me to Philadelphia to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt; in concert. It was a wonderful treat, although I felt OLD! Our hubby's met up with us after the concert and then we spent a relaxing weekend in Philly just hanging out and exploring a bit. We had a fabulous time.  Thanks, sissy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353353300462488946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skrudqc7TXI/AAAAAAAAALc/WtazONRDhmk/s320/family+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In our spare time, we've been enjoying some time at the pool!  Jackson and Isaac have become even more comfortable than they were last year with swimming.  They both can manage quite well in the deep end and are becoming very good swimmers.  Tyler has made amazing strides in his comfort level of the water.  Last year one of his favorite phrases was "I'll get in the pool when I'm grown up!"  Well, I suppose 4 is grown up to him because this year he seems to be quite the little water bug!  I love to watch him splash around and "swim."  And, Parker likes to get his feet wet, but is not yet fond of getting &lt;em&gt;too &lt;/em&gt;wet ... there's still plenty of time left of summer though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I guess since it is after midnight (well past!), it is officially July already.  Hard to believe, but I'm hoping that July is as fun as June was!  I hope you are enjoying summer and managing, amidst all of the busyness that life can hold, to take time to enjoy the simple pleasures and savor each day and each moment spent with loved ones!  Here's to the rest of summer!  Good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-1573721358416354890?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/1573721358416354890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=1573721358416354890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/1573721358416354890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/1573721358416354890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/06/stop-summer-is-going-too-fast.html' title='Stop!  Summer is going too fast!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skrr0OiiHzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0muoafeput8/s72-c/family+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-6887254067678230481</id><published>2009-06-05T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:44:24.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought...</title><content type='html'>I read this quote today and liked it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To the world you may one person, but to one person you are the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; still be that "one person who is the world" to my baby, at least when his Daddy is not in the room.  :&gt;( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so sad how a mother's status slowly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disintegrates&lt;/span&gt;, huh?  Can you tell all of this rain is making me gloomy?  And, 2 of my babies are now officially in 1st grade and 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade.  I have NO idea how that can be possible ... for it seems that I just birthed their beautiful little 9 lb and 9 lb 10 oz little bodies of ultimate perfection and now they'll be in school ... both of them, all. day. long.!  Boo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, really, I couldn't be prouder of my boys!  Jackson and Isaac both had awesome school years!  Ty had a great first year of preschool and Parker continues to delight and amaze us with his smiles and fun personality!  Summer vacation has officially started!  I am looking forward to all kinds of fun adventures with my boys!  Bring. it. on.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-6887254067678230481?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/6887254067678230481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=6887254067678230481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6887254067678230481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6887254067678230481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought...'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-5907308222422582386</id><published>2009-05-10T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:35:03.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to party?</title><content type='html'>Lady friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to host a fun, low maintenance, in-home Pretty Unique show (the company I'm a consultant for)?  I'm hoping to fill some gaps in my calendar for the months of June, July &amp;amp; August.  What a perfect way to earn fun, fabulous, FREE fashion accessories while enjoying a night with the girls.  For more details or to book a show, leave me a message here or email me at &lt;a href="mailto:Knhostetter@comcast.net"&gt;Knhostetter@comcast.net&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To check out Pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Unique's&lt;/span&gt; website go to &lt;a href="http://www.prettyuniquefashion.com/"&gt;www.Prettyuniquefashion.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Note:  You can view our most recent catalog, but just so you know ... when I do a show I come with many, many more cash &amp;amp; carry items besides what is listed in the catalog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to hear from you and promise to make the process fun and easy ... I LOVE helping ladies earn new accessories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-5907308222422582386?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/5907308222422582386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=5907308222422582386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5907308222422582386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5907308222422582386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/05/want-to-party.html' title='Want to party?'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-1056237013794259504</id><published>2009-05-10T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:27:55.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!</title><content type='html'>I awoke to breakfast in bed prepared by my boys.  Breakfast was delicious and accompanied by the Sunday paper, some beautiful cards and a gift certificate for a manicure &amp;amp; pedicure.  After breakfast, while still in bed, I enjoyed a back rub by Isaac -- my favorite little backrubber!  Then, I had the pleasure of spending this incredible day outside walking around the Philadelphia Zoo with my honey and 4 of the world's most adorable kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It.was.glorious.  I am blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-1056237013794259504?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/1056237013794259504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=1056237013794259504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/1056237013794259504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/1056237013794259504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-day.html' title='What a day!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-7728521539994526937</id><published>2009-05-08T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:41:15.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Weekend!</title><content type='html'>It's 1:38 a.m. and I've just finished watching a movie.  Because I can't sleep my mind is busy at work and one of my thoughts happens to be about Mother's Day, since this is &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, there were many Mother's Days that had a very "different" feel for me than this one does.  Not because I wasn't happy to celebrate my dear mom, but because the very thought of the day made me feel robbed, empty and, frankly, hopeless.  I carried a baby, fell in love with this being that was growing inside me and gave birth to him ... and then watched him die in my arms.  From the time I was a little girl I envisioned being a "mommy" but this experience wasn't anything like what I imagined.  Nothing.  I was his mother, but I longed to hold him, love him and &lt;em&gt;mother&lt;/em&gt; him.  Consequently Mother's Day became a very hard day for me in the years following the birth of my first son.  A day of ... dread, to be quite honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I enter into &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; Mother's Day, I feel so thankful for the blessings the Lord has bestowed upon my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful to be actively fulfilling the role of Mother / Mommy / Mama.  What a gift it is!  It is my "career of choice," if you will.  It is the job I longed for my whole life and it is what brings me fulfillment and joy.  True joy.  It is what I believe the Lord has for me.  And I thank Him for entrusting me with this calling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for the 4 little living beings that I am Mommy to.  Jackson, Isaac, Tyler &amp;amp; Parker.  And, I am thankful for Kevin Mathew ... I know I'll see him again one day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for the man whose children I am Mommy to.  Kevin.  The love of my life, my best friend and soul mate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for my Mom, my friend.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for many other Mothers whom I love!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this Mother's Day your heart is filled with joy and peace.  Mine is and I am so grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-7728521539994526937?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/7728521539994526937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=7728521539994526937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7728521539994526937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7728521539994526937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-weekend.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Weekend!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-3204531023094472553</id><published>2009-05-06T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:02:16.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sweet Tyler!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332890524918545794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI7rXPQ_YI/AAAAAAAAAKE/K09_d1GPgoQ/s320/100_1033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jackson &amp;amp; Isaac "examining their baby" and anxiously ready to be big brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI8nY-uc8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/LaNC6OZ0jJ8/s1600-h/100_1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332891556178195394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI8nY-uc8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/LaNC6OZ0jJ8/s320/100_1095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Oh, how can you be 4 already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI8ZHMtO0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/kh0uzCzxBPg/s1600-h/100_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332891310886828866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI8ZHMtO0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/kh0uzCzxBPg/s320/100_1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; How instantaneously a mother's heart can love ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI8ET7sFpI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vjmFF997a4Y/s1600-h/100_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332890953527858834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI8ET7sFpI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vjmFF997a4Y/s320/100_1090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And baby makes 5! (Jackson 3, Isaac 2 &amp;amp; Tyler on his birthday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI76brxbXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rpWQcrNzsdo/s1600-h/100_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332890783809891698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI76brxbXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rpWQcrNzsdo/s320/100_1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Notice the "it's a boy!" lollipop he's holding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Tyler,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Four years ago, this very day, we welcomed you into the world, our family and our hearts! Your birth was so special to us because we didn't know if you were going to be a boy or girl! The Lord knew just what our family needed and we were thrilled to find out our precious baby was a BOY, a new baby brother for Jackson &amp;amp; Isaac. You were the peanut of this gang, weighing in at 8 lbs. 9 oz. Oh, how beautiful you were and are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The second I saw you I was just just smitten over you! And, it didn't take long for your little "firecracker" personality to shine through ... that little personality of yours adds so much to our family. You can certainly hold your own next to your big brothers and could right from the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just love to watch your priceless expressions and your fun-loving side -- you can be a real clown and love to make your brothers laugh. You are becoming quite the little athlete and artist, too. I love to snuggle up next to you and watch movies. It warms my heart to see the admiration that you have for your older brothers and the example you set for your baby brother. I appreciate when you want to be my "helper."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tyler, I am so proud of you and I love you so very much! I am so thankful that God chose &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; to be your mommy! Happy 4th Birthday my sweet boy!  I love you to the moon and back!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332893983506307922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI-0re2G1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/A_18kNc0-uU/s320/100_2607.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332895100462322978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI_1sd6VSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wO4smIAdU8U/s320/100_2606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-3204531023094472553?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/3204531023094472553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=3204531023094472553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/3204531023094472553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/3204531023094472553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-sweet-tyler.html' title='Happy Birthday Sweet Tyler!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SgI7rXPQ_YI/AAAAAAAAAKE/K09_d1GPgoQ/s72-c/100_1033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-6605806208427473820</id><published>2009-04-30T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:44:47.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Cuties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfnFG6A8VLI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HP2ESxd3Lis/s1600-h/100_2580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330508356412789938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfnFG6A8VLI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HP2ESxd3Lis/s320/100_2580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfnE64pf3II/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4QIiReR20xk/s1600-h/100_2561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330508149887589506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfnE64pf3II/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4QIiReR20xk/s320/100_2561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfnEwH2a3_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/5YwmXIh439k/s1600-h/100_2585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330507964989759474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfnEwH2a3_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/5YwmXIh439k/s320/100_2585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfnEeb9nkGI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qf_KM4Z_IMU/s1600-h/100_2550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330507661151015010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfnEeb9nkGI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qf_KM4Z_IMU/s320/100_2550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 4 cuties have a way of bringing a smile to my face and joy to my heart like nothing else on this earth.  I marvel in the fact that they each have such unique qualities and character traits that make them the special individuals they are ... true gifts from the Lord.  As their personalities continue to unfold before my eyes I try my best to "speak each of their love languages" and hope they always feel my unconditional, indescribable, insurmountable, unmeasurable love for them.  For each of them.  They are each so different, yet I love them all the same.  The gift of a mother's heart is pretty amazing, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-6605806208427473820?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/6605806208427473820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=6605806208427473820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6605806208427473820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6605806208427473820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-cuties.html' title='4 Cuties!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfnFG6A8VLI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HP2ESxd3Lis/s72-c/100_2580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-2347070254387152369</id><published>2009-04-27T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T06:58:05.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to go, Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfW5NuOWC7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/78CavYs4UAc/s1600-h/100_0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329369379460484018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfW5NuOWC7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/78CavYs4UAc/s320/100_0421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forsyth Park, Savannah, GA - 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfW49rdaBHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/B1vMZpVJJHc/s1600-h/100_0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'd like to give a shout out to my Dad (a.k.a. Pop)! As many of you know, my Dad has been through more than any person should ever have to endure. He shouldn't even be alive according to medical standards due to a major brain hemorrhage he suffered because of being on blood thinning medication. This incident has left him with permanent daily challenges ... although he's ALIVE (praise the Lord!), certain physical and/or mental things have become hard or impossible for him, things that many of us take for granted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recently Pop decided to give up smoking! I believe he's going on 3 weeks now with no cigarettes! Way to go, Dad! I'm so proud of you for this accomplishment! I value the example you've set for your 4 little grandsons who watch your every move and love their Poppy so very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know that there is nothing you can't accomplish once you have your mind made up! You are a strong and loving man, Dad &amp;amp; Poppy! I love you!&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/3187253893478591584-2347070254387152369?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/2347070254387152369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=2347070254387152369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/2347070254387152369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/2347070254387152369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-dad.html' title='Way to go, Dad!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SfW5NuOWC7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/78CavYs4UAc/s72-c/100_0421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-5683803419409155509</id><published>2009-04-26T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:08:27.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! I've been a bit lax on blogging recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life continues to be ... um ... fast-paced around here. We enjoyed a beautiful HOT weekend together as a family. It was quite relaxing ... went for ice cream on Friday night and enjoyed a visit by Grandma &amp;amp; Pop, watched 2 of my favorite baseball players on Saturday morning (and their hot coach!), took-in a Barnstormers game on Saturday night (or at least part of it), went to church today, followed by a nap, then some shopping, a family game of baseball, trip to the park and out for milkshakes! Ahhh ... it truly was a glorious weekend and I cherished the time with my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already looking forward to next weekend! We'll be celebrating Ty-Ty's 4th birthday next Saturday! Wow, that is hard to believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back here later in the week or next week for some updated photos of my soon-to-be 4 year old and his brothers! (didn't have a chance to upload them yet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are well! Make it a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-5683803419409155509?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/5683803419409155509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=5683803419409155509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5683803419409155509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5683803419409155509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend.html' title='Weekend!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-7109484165166052217</id><published>2009-04-11T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:58:57.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SeFmha5d3_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/7zmnf0CidFU/s1600-h/100_0477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323648958870708210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SeFmha5d3_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/7zmnf0CidFU/s320/100_0477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boys - Easter 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SeFmWVh1URI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6ICNT_VGjYo/s1600-h/100_0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SeFl8rfTYSI/AAAAAAAAAI0/vjM0Uy7gHLE/s1600-h/100_2424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323648327669211426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SeFl8rfTYSI/AAAAAAAAAI0/vjM0Uy7gHLE/s320/100_2424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Easter 2006 - Wearing my fav Easter outfits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SeFlk-Sh0VI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WPr6hdFmiwA/s1600-h/100_0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323647920399044946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SeFlk-Sh0VI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WPr6hdFmiwA/s320/100_0982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Showing some love, Easter morning 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy Easter to all of my loved ones! May you spend the day celebrating our risen savior and the new life this season brings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be celebrating, but with sick little ones! Jackson has croup and Ty &amp;amp; Parker both have colds. So, our festivities will take place minus my Mom &amp;amp; Dad, which I'm very sad about. Because of my mom's lung disease we thought it best that she not be around the germs that are lurking in our home. Mom &amp;amp; Dad, we'll miss you ... it won't seem the same without you, but you'll be in our thoughts and you are always in our hearts! We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite this little "glitch" we still have so much to be thankful for, don't we? I love this time of year when everything begins to turn green again, the flowers begin to bloom, the trees begin to bud, daylight can be enjoyed a bit longer, the weather turns warmer (... hopefully that will happen soon!) and we have the promise of eternal life because of a savior that gave his life for us! Abundant blessings for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-7109484165166052217?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/7109484165166052217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=7109484165166052217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7109484165166052217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7109484165166052217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SeFmha5d3_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/7zmnf0CidFU/s72-c/100_0477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-6998399959773895101</id><published>2009-04-01T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:08:27.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring means ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SeFom9B7z6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/6Q8lPDhj-wg/s1600-h/100_1779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323651252955631522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SeFom9B7z6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/6Q8lPDhj-wg/s320/100_1779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Isaac getting a game ball from his all-time favorite Barnstormer, Quincy Foster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Baseball season starts! We have 2 very eager little Ryan-Howard-wannabe's around our house! Baseball officially starts this Saturday with the season's first practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson &amp;amp; Isaac will be on the same team again this year -- the Braves! Kevin and I are excited that they can be on the same team, so we can both get to watch all of the games (versus one of us taking one to a game while the other sits at another game), but the boys announced last week that they think it is "dumb" to be on the same team. &lt;em&gt;Whatever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've &lt;em&gt;heard&lt;/em&gt; the coach is really awesome, and a real "looker" too. I can't wait to see some of his techniques on the field. Hey, "eye candy" is always a plus, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to post all of the season's highlights. I'll keep you posted on that hot coach, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. The coach happens to be Jackson &amp;amp; Isaac's Daddy! :&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-6998399959773895101?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/6998399959773895101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=6998399959773895101' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6998399959773895101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6998399959773895101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-means.html' title='Spring means ...'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SeFom9B7z6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/6Q8lPDhj-wg/s72-c/100_1779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-8509839065410964279</id><published>2009-03-04T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:25:51.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music to my ears!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sa7Vm2JO9II/AAAAAAAAAIE/q7BJbYdDkME/s1600-h/100_2502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309415874062382210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sa7Vm2JO9II/AAAAAAAAAIE/q7BJbYdDkME/s320/100_2502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wubba&lt;/span&gt; started muttering a very important word today! A word that I've been waiting a long time to hear, and let me tell you ... it is music to my ears! The word you ask? None other than "&lt;em&gt;ma ma&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just hearing him say it over and over again made some of today's tasks seem easier to take ... like picking up lots of little purple lollipop pieces off of my newly swept floor, trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-stain baby food off of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;love's&lt;/span&gt; white shirt, wiping up baby throw-up off of a snowsuit and ME, and last but not least, cleaning smeared poop off of the toilet seat! Mind you, not all of the mentioned "tasks" were a result of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wubba&lt;/span&gt; (as he can't eat lollipops and he doesn't use the toilet yet).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all in a day's work, that is for sure! But, to hear those sweet words for the first time make me realize what a gift it truly is to be the mother of my 4 boys, and it makes me treasure each and every moment with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-8509839065410964279?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/8509839065410964279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=8509839065410964279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/8509839065410964279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/8509839065410964279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/03/music-to-my-ears.html' title='Music to my ears!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sa7Vm2JO9II/AAAAAAAAAIE/q7BJbYdDkME/s72-c/100_2502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-8916821081402189467</id><published>2009-03-02T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:25:02.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Bunch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SaywAwLidVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6cTIxCtcCws/s1600-h/kids+mtn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308811587742758226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SaywAwLidVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6cTIxCtcCws/s320/kids+mtn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Front:  Tyler&lt;br /&gt;Back (from left):  Jack, Mitchell being held by Maggie, JD, Jackson, Riley, Parker being held by Isaac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Sayv1ZjZG2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBl2Fmq1m5c/s1600-h/100_2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend we were invited to the mountains with our dear friends the Swarr's and our great friend's the Robinson's joined in on the fun, too. The ratio was 6 adults to 9 children ages 7 and under ... use your imagination and you can probably get a real close idea of what the weekend was like! Ha! No, really, it was a wonderful time of getting to know one another better -- the laughs were plentiful, the food was abundant and watching the kids run wild was priceless! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are blessed to have such wonderful friends and look forward to a reunion weekend with this crew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks, Shawn &amp;amp; Katrina, for hosting us!&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/3187253893478591584-8916821081402189467?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/8916821081402189467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=8916821081402189467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/8916821081402189467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/8916821081402189467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-bunch.html' title='What a Bunch!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SaywAwLidVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6cTIxCtcCws/s72-c/kids+mtn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-4771261210459432363</id><published>2009-02-18T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:10:14.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say What!?@</title><content type='html'>Today I had a large mole on my chin removed!  Yeah!  I went to a plastic surgeon to have it taken off and left with a pretty nice size incision on my chin -- about a 1" - 1 1/2" vertical cut -- with about 10-12 stitches in it.  I am thankful to have the mole off of my face and am sure that I'll be even more pleased as it heals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Isaac told me that I "look like a pirate that had a sword cut his face!"  Hmmm ... I've always tried to instill honesty in my children as one of their core character traits, yet at times, times like today, I wonder WHY ... children can be so brutally honest at times, huh?  I did get a chuckle out of the comment though.  I think the boys think I look cool with a big 'ol pirate battle scar on my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to share that one with you all.  I've got a baby to feed ... a baby that can't talk yet to tell me what a freak I look like, so I'll treasure the time with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, mateys!  Hope you all are having a swashbucklin' day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend,&lt;br /&gt;The Pirate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-4771261210459432363?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/4771261210459432363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=4771261210459432363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/4771261210459432363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/4771261210459432363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/02/say-what.html' title='Say What!?@'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-136548510584333346</id><published>2009-02-07T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:16:45.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Heart...</title><content type='html'>Well, I'll warn you ... if you are reading this, this is going to be a different post for me. It's late and I can't sleep and thought perhaps if I "journal" some of what is going on in my mind, maybe I'll find the &lt;em&gt;peace&lt;/em&gt; that I'm longing for. It's worth a try, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Tuesday morning of this week. It was a bitter cold day outside and it was snowing, a wet, dreary snow (snow, to me, is dreary in general ... I much prefer warm sunshine). I was driving to Narvon for a Pretty Unique show that I was doing. I was driving along not paying much attention to anything, just glancing at the directions I had in my hand, looking for the road that I needed to turn at when I saw it. A familiar white church ... and a small tombstone -- mainly because I knew exactly where to look -- because it wasn't overly visible from the road. And, a wave of emotions hit me in a very unexpected way! I wasn't prepared for it at all, which may be why it's been on my mind the remainder of this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's left me longing to remember every little detail of his face, his tiny little body that I was able to hold for way too short of a time ... wondering what he would look like today -- at 15 years of age! Wondering if he'd be tall and blond like his Daddy, with eyes bluer than the sea like 3 of his brothers, or would he carry my dark features? Perhaps he'd be into sports and be able to teach his brother Isaac all of his "tricks," or maybe he'd, too, have a passion for learning, science and math like his brother Jackson. Maybe he'd be strong-willed and a "clown" like his brother Tyler. Or, would he be very easy going and content like his brother Parker? Oh, I just wonder what traits he would have that would make him "him!" One thing I know for sure ... he would have been loved and treasured and did I mention loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I feel sad that I never had the chance to learn what his favorite food would be, know what bedtime story would be his favorite, see how he'd write his name, hear him read a book, tickle his back, snuggle with him when he'd feel sick, feel my heart flutter at the sight of his smile. It makes me sad that I never got to be his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how a simple drive to a Pretty Unique party sparked a whole slew of emotions ... emotions that I haven't felt so strongly in a long time. Emotions that I rarely &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; talk about to &lt;em&gt;anyone&lt;/em&gt; ... but emotions that are real, too real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of all of the joy that Jackson, Isaac, Tyler and Parker bring to my life. And, I feel blessed. I truly do. I feel grateful and happy and full; yet at times, times like this week, I can't help but think of how my life would be further enriched if he -- Kevin Matthew -- were here with us, living each day with us. Hmmm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh ... it was therapy for me to be able to get this off my chest. Perhaps I'll be able to get some sleep now...just as soon as I go kiss each of my sleeping munchkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to make my next post more of what you've come to expect. I do thank you for allowing me to share my heart tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-136548510584333346?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/136548510584333346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=136548510584333346' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/136548510584333346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/136548510584333346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/02/heavy-heart.html' title='Heavy Heart...'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-1101961687855360295</id><published>2009-01-30T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:07:20.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Hostetter boy is that?</title><content type='html'>Can you guess which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hostetter&lt;/span&gt; boy is in each picture?  See below for the answers, in case you get stumped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SYMA1vvgkeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gYOlvX8Ol0M/s1600-h/100_2132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297078510066635234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SYMA1vvgkeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gYOlvX8Ol0M/s320/100_2132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SYMAgbZZZGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5H03gx9GE9o/s1600-h/100_1794.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SYL-m8MimPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/vT9fRAwlZ9w/s1600-h/1+year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297076056688335090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SYL-m8MimPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/vT9fRAwlZ9w/s320/1+year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SYL-YYp_ZPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bo-NnNqROsc/s1600-h/i+6+m+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297075806630012146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SYL-YYp_ZPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bo-NnNqROsc/s320/i+6+m+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SYL-NFNb6cI/AAAAAAAAAHM/q2XKJB-lR_c/s1600-h/ty+6+m+laying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297075612431411650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SYL-NFNb6cI/AAAAAAAAAHM/q2XKJB-lR_c/s320/ty+6+m+laying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler, Jackson, Isaac, Tyler!  I don't have any of Parker's shots on the computer ... sorry!  But, for any of you who have been around Parker recently, you'll see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;resemblance&lt;/span&gt; to him and Ty.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-1101961687855360295?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/1101961687855360295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=1101961687855360295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/1101961687855360295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/1101961687855360295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/01/which-hostetter-boy-is-that.html' title='Which Hostetter boy is that?'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SYMA1vvgkeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gYOlvX8Ol0M/s72-c/100_2132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-3990461305112176075</id><published>2009-01-29T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T09:10:59.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My, How Time Flies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SYHXVl6pPyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/BHhVgz_LaOc/s1600-h/why+boys+need+parents.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I realize that it has been FOREVER since I've posted. It sort of feels like I've been on a permanent snow delay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January has been full of 2-hour delays due to icy roads ... not because of any real good snow for sledding, unfortunately! Well, these delays have proven to wreak havoc on my life. It seems that our home becomes one big fighting match and I become referee mom! Ah, it's tiring. Tyler has gotten used to having some time away from his brothers and he doesn't seem to conform well to having them around in the mornings. And, in true boy fashion ... Jackson and Isaac play off of Tyler's frustration and try their best to aggravate their little bro to the best of their ability. So, that is just one of the "happenings" that have been occupying some of my time recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along those lines, a friend emailed this to me and I thought it was cute, although I have to admit ... it makes me a little bit leery of what may lie ahead with my 4 sweet boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is for those mothers of boys, sisters of boys, and boys that have grown older. And anyone else who needs a laugh. Why boys need parents... ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You also find out interesting things when you have sons, like... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1.) A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. ft. house 4 inches deep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2.) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite. 3.) A 3-year old Boy's voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4.) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 42 pound Boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20x20 ft. room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;5.) You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a long way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;6.) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn't stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;7.) When you hear the toilet flush and the words 'uh oh', it's already too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;8.) Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;9.) A six-year old Boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36- year old Man says they can only do it in the movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;10.) Certain Lego's will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year old Boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;11.) Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same sentence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;12.) Super glue is forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;13.) No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can't walk on water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;14.) Pool filters do not like Jell-O. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;15.) VCR's do not eject 'PB &amp;amp; J' sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;17.) Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;20.) The fire department in Austin ! , TX has a 5-minute response time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;22.) It will, however, make cats dizzy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;23.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;24.) 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid. &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/3187253893478591584-3990461305112176075?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/3990461305112176075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=3990461305112176075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/3990461305112176075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/3990461305112176075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-how-time-flies.html' title='My, How Time Flies!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-6586310959859944399</id><published>2008-12-30T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:26:05.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night at Grandma &amp; Pop's House!  Ahhhh!</title><content type='html'>I recently read a quote that went something like this, although I've customized it a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If your boys are beautiful and perfect, never cry or whine, always mind their manners, are amazing geniuses and behave 'perfect', then you're the grandma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night, my mom and dad kept Jackson, Isaac and Tyler overnight so that Kevin and I could have some time to relax and have dinner out!  It was so very much looked forward to on our part!  The night didn't go exactly as we had anticipated, but it still was a very enjoyable time and so nice to be able to catch up with each other over a nice dinner without counting how many more bites needed to be eaten in order to have a bedtime snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had a wonderful time at Grandma and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pop's&lt;/span&gt; house!  I don't even want to know how much candy they consumed, how much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; they watched or how late they stayed up.  I know they were in good hands, and we have the rest of the week to whip them back into shape! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Mom &amp;amp; Dad, for keeping the boys and for being the best grandparents in the world!  The boys have no idea how blessed they are to have you as their Grandma &amp;amp; Pop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-6586310959859944399?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/6586310959859944399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=6586310959859944399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6586310959859944399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6586310959859944399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-at-grandma-pops-house-ahhhh.html' title='Night at Grandma &amp; Pop&apos;s House!  Ahhhh!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-110086865110759976</id><published>2008-12-22T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:38:27.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Tradition</title><content type='html'>When Jackson was 1 year old and Isaac was just a few weeks old my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;, Chrissy, and me started a fun tradition with our families ... each year at Christmastime we ride the Santa Train together at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Strasburg&lt;/span&gt; Railroad. Thanks to Jimmy being a member of the Lion's Club, we are able to go by donating canned goods for a local food bank. This was our 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year of doing this fun tradition, which our children have come to eagerly anticipate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics from the train:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282810912715649394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBQiRv5MXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8X5byn76xOc/s320/100_2411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wubba's&lt;/span&gt; 1'st ride on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Strasburg&lt;/span&gt; Railroad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282811113780894610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBQt-xlW5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/gkHk0T1hA4o/s320/100_2413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our gang! And, quite a gang it is! In back (L to R): Riley and Parker, In front (L to R): JD, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jackson&lt;/span&gt;, Ty &amp;amp; Isaac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282811248817765186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBQ1104e0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/elZrnhtVlHE/s320/100_2415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This pose was a remake of a pose taken several years ago when the boys were so much smaller. Although I don't have the earlier pic to post, it is fun for us to see how they've grown. It reminds me to cherish each day with them while they are little because time flies by so quickly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282811400862461362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBQ-sPKbbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SAjaJ-aeNNk/s320/100_2431.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My lovebirds! Not so happy to be posing, that is for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282811520733602594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBRFqyq4yI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KMnnmdPIf7U/s320/100_2432.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Me and my honey! Oh, how I love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282811657691795138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBRNpADDsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ykPbxxsGqrA/s320/100_2434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler and the jolly red guy! On the way to the railroad Ty asked me how old I think Santa is. I replied that I really don't know, but that I'm sure he is old. Ty said he is sure that Santa is ... 45 years old! That's really old, huh, Mom? I swallowed hard and agreed ... with a smile on my face ... &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;This year we decided to make a day out of the tradition and went back to Chrissy's &amp;amp; Jimmy's house for lunch and some Christmas fun! I made 2 cute Christmas ornaments with the kids ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282814060127211234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBTZexSTuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/y1wko-YUUko/s320/100_2439.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ... and Chrissy decorated and baked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sandtarts&lt;/span&gt; with them ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282813869690116866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBTOZVi2wI/AAAAAAAAAGU/bIvwOHX3hYc/s320/100_2438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tyler and Riley decorating their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sandtarts&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282814212315688738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBTiVt2LyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/DlroBY8aOIs/s320/100_2446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jackson was so neat and precise as he decorated his cookies.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282814341770416178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBTp3-QkDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4JiqP7vDaEU/s320/100_2447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My tray of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sandtarts&lt;/span&gt;. Believe it or not, I never remember decorating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sandtarts&lt;/span&gt;, ever. I did have fun decorating them! Perhaps I'll add them to my baking list next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282814447659077938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBTwCcFUTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nxKYiFBN6mU/s320/100_2448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; Chrissy and her adorable, sweet daughter, Riley. I am so thankful to have a friend like Chrissy ... someone I can share anything and everything with! She is one of God's little gifts to me and I cherish our friendship! I also love that our children are so close now, too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope that you will enjoy time with friends this holiday season!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-110086865110759976?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/110086865110759976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=110086865110759976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/110086865110759976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/110086865110759976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-tradition.html' title='A Fun Tradition'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SVBQiRv5MXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8X5byn76xOc/s72-c/100_2411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-6819805042561489686</id><published>2008-12-18T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:36:19.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The week of crashes</title><content type='html'>Well, what a week it has been! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday Kevin's Dad nearly cut off 4 of his fingers as a table saw he was working on "crashed" into his hand, or should I say his hand "crashed" into the saw.  He had surgery later that day and at this point his fingers are all still there and the doctor is hopeful he'll be able to keep all 4 of them.  He will most likely require another surgery on the index finger, which is the one that was injured most severly.  Kevin's dad is such a hard worker.  He is officially retired (for the 2nd time, mind you), but volunteers countless hours to a local thrift store which benefits some Mennonite ministries.  He has such a gift to construct and do anything handy, which is what he was doing when this accident happened.  I so greatly appreciate his work ethic, wisdom and love for the Lord, and I hope he heals completely and peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Tuesday, as I was coming home from helping at the boys school, I had a little mishap in the bad weather.   We spun out of control and "crashed" the van into a field!  Thankfully, we landed in between the 2 telephone poles that were nearby.  It was quite scary ... of course my first concern was for Tyler and Parker who were with me.  When I looked back at Ty, his eyes got HUGE and he got this big smile on his face and exclaimed very excitedly, "Mom, we just crashed!"  He kept that same excitement as he later told his big brothers and Daddy about what happened!  And, when I got out to check on Parker, who didn't make a peep, he just looked up at me with his big, bluer-than-the-ocean eyes and smiled his typical beautiful, toothless grin!  So, that was a huge relief to say the least!  I am so thankful that the Lord was watching over us, because it could have been so much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, to top everything off, I was at the grocery store trying to fly through quickly to get some last minute items that I needed for dinner and baking and I "crashed" my cart smack dab into a lady's butt!  Yes, dead center, smack ... right in the butt!  She was a grandmotherly type lady.  I felt horrible!  She so graciously accepted the blame for stopping in the middle of the aisle, but it clearly was my fault ... it is so hard to see over Parker's seat, but I need to be more careful and not be in such a rush! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that we don't have any more "crashes" this week!  I'm telling you ... there is NEVER a dull moment around here, and I mean &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-6819805042561489686?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/6819805042561489686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=6819805042561489686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6819805042561489686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6819805042561489686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/12/week-of-crashes.html' title='The week of crashes'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-8167267329011998497</id><published>2008-12-14T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:38:36.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if?</title><content type='html'>Do you know what would have happened if it had been "Three Wise Women" instead of "Three Wise Men?"  The women would have asked directions, arrived on time, helped &lt;em&gt;deliver&lt;/em&gt; the baby, cleaned the stable, made a casserole, &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; brought practical gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen, sister!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-8167267329011998497?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/8167267329011998497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=8167267329011998497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/8167267329011998497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/8167267329011998497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-if.html' title='What if?'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-1954967508894591318</id><published>2008-12-08T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:56:12.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are Dressed Up!</title><content type='html'>As Tyler says, "We are dressed up!" What he &lt;em&gt;means&lt;/em&gt; is that our house is decorated for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is something so sweet and pure about a child's excitement around Christmas ... all of the lights, sweet treats and family gatherings! I just &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; this time of year! I especially love the anticipation and excitement that my children experience, and I love spending time with my family, making memories -- which to me is far better than any gift I could receive on Christmas morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a little peak at our "dressed up home!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277624065403554770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3jIBxui9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/CNm9uXhOwcY/s320/100_2375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a wreath I made. I got the idea off of another blogger's site. It was easy to make and was just what was needed to bring some holiday cheer to the door leading out to our deck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277624967147890226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3j8hCVJjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/081sHkwg17o/s320/100_2386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to decorate with natural things, like greens and berries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277624379593193442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3jaUOX9-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/lK-AG0Svfpo/s320/100_2380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More greens, which were clipped from our yard and Christmas tree! Cheap decorations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, fruits add such nice color! Again, a very inexpensive way to decorate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277624832391226418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3j0rB1pDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cAhLfDSkHz4/s320/100_2385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Christmas tree! When we went to pick out our tree, it was dark outside and raining. We didn't take much time ... my personal goal was to find a tree for under $30! When we got home and brought the tree inside, Jackson decided that he didn't like it. He said, "it's too skinny and it looks like an asparagus!" Once we got the lights and decorations on, he changed his mind though. For me, the more bare spots and imperfections the tree has, the better ... I think they add character to the tree! And, this year our tree has it's share of bare spots! But, I achieved my goal ... the cost of the tree ... $29.99!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277628584261699282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3nPD1dxtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZisLsMkDo2g/s320/100_2384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love decorating the tree! I love to look at each ornament and reflect on where it came from or what special meaning each one holds! The white angel ornaments on our tree (above) are particularly special to me because I made them the Christmas of 1993 in memory of Kevin Matthew -- our infant son who was born and died that September. I also love each and every ornament made by my boys! They are one of my most treasured possessions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fireplace is meant to curl up in front of ... even if it's a gas fireplace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277624508486242242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3jh0Y3z8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/XUykPAmIoAI/s320/100_2383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have the opportunity this December to spend time with those you love -- be sure to make some treasured memories -- and thank the Lord for the special people in your life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-1954967508894591318?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/1954967508894591318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=1954967508894591318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/1954967508894591318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/1954967508894591318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-are-dressed-up.html' title='We are Dressed Up!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3jIBxui9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/CNm9uXhOwcY/s72-c/100_2375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-9218589597424047683</id><published>2008-12-08T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:11:30.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was the Christmas of 2002. Jackson was nearly 3 months old. My sister wanted to get me something special, since I was a new, doting mom who had fallen hard for this little miracle of a baby that I had given birth to a few months earlier. Knowing that I was (and am!) very sentimental and a big fan of tradition, my sister found the perfect gift for me ... a Christmas Advent Box that I could use with Jackson and any other little Hostetter children that came along after him. In addition to the Advent Box, my sister also gave me a "Twas the Night Before Christmas" book -- the very book that our mom read to us each Christmas Eve before bed when we were little girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277621711089351570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3g-_Reu5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/pREi57_1Ca4/s320/100_2378.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;This advent box is one of the best gifts I've ever received. It makes its big debut every year on December 1st and the boys squeal with delight when they see it! We already have so many cherished -- priceless -- memories involving this special box!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our typical routine is that when the boys are all in their jammies, they come down and take turns opening the drawer for the night. They always get a note in the drawer with a piece of candy and sometimes a small gift. Some of the highlights for this year have been a Hot Wheel, some gel clings for them to decorate their bathroom mirror, gum, and a tablet/eraser/ruler/pencil set. Typically on the night before Christmas, I put in gold (not just any gold ... but the gold wedding band that my Pa-ee gave to my Ma-ee), frankincense and myrrh and then talk to them about how the wise men brought those gifts to the baby Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love making memories with my boys ... and each night in December doing this Advent Box with them, counting down the days until Christmas, is such a special time for me and them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-9218589597424047683?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/9218589597424047683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=9218589597424047683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/9218589597424047683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/9218589597424047683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/12/countdown-to-christmas.html' title='Countdown to Christmas'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3g-_Reu5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/pREi57_1Ca4/s72-c/100_2378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-1918047856011761659</id><published>2008-12-08T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:50:30.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signed, sealed, but not yet delivered ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3b1-dxwFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3Vh2JaPZOLQ/s1600-h/100_2381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277616058695532626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3b1-dxwFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3Vh2JaPZOLQ/s320/100_2381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the photo is a little hard to read, so I'll translate ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I promise to bring my wife &amp;amp; kids home for Thanksgiving and Christmas each year because I love my Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little contract that we had our boys sign this Thanksgiving!  What?  You think they didn't understand what they were signing, huh?  Well, I assure you ... we explained it quite well to them ... if they wanted to eat turkey, they needed to sign!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-1918047856011761659?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/1918047856011761659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=1918047856011761659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/1918047856011761659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/1918047856011761659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/12/signed-sealed-but-not-yet-delivered.html' title='Signed, sealed, but not yet delivered ...'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3b1-dxwFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3Vh2JaPZOLQ/s72-c/100_2381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-5886141391256973182</id><published>2008-12-08T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:44:24.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble, Gobble!</title><content type='html'>Take a look at the cute cupcakes that Isaac took to school for his birthday, which happened to fall the day before Thanksgiving this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Mom, for searching high and low to find the candy corn for me!  You are a lifesaver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3bMf-7u0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/doanKBzU7qw/s1600-h/100_2351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277615346138463042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3bMf-7u0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/doanKBzU7qw/s320/100_2351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-5886141391256973182?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/5886141391256973182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=5886141391256973182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5886141391256973182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5886141391256973182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/12/gobble-gobble.html' title='Gobble, Gobble!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/ST3bMf-7u0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/doanKBzU7qw/s72-c/100_2351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-2371653529363930957</id><published>2008-11-27T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T06:41:34.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Chances are if you are reading this post, then I am &lt;em&gt;thankful&lt;/em&gt; for &lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you take time this Thanksgiving day to reflect on all of the blessings in your life.  For me, I am so thankful for my family and loved ones, a warm home, a comfortable bed, food to eat each day, clothes to wear, shoes, shoes, shoes! (jewelry &amp;amp; handbags, too!), freedom, and the list could go on and on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the state of our economy, we still have such an abundance of things to be thankful for ... so, dig deep into your heart and give thanks this Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Turkey Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-2371653529363930957?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/2371653529363930957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=2371653529363930957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/2371653529363930957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/2371653529363930957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-5863606901017244315</id><published>2008-11-25T19:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:58:49.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sweet Isaac!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272808085736318322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSzHBHce5XI/AAAAAAAAADs/yoyxaODF2DI/s320/isaac6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isaac a few days old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSzHOM1vxyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/k9C9K6l5jJI/s1600-h/i+6+m+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272808310522758946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSzHOM1vxyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/k9C9K6l5jJI/s320/i+6+m+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isaac at 6 months old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow, November 26th is my sweet boy's birthday! Oh, what JOY he brings to my life and to our family! He has such a sweet and sensetive personality, he's so fun-loving and passionate (can you say baseball?) and his big brown eyes could warm the coldest heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was induced 8 days before my due date and Isaac was born weighing in at 9 lbs. 10 oz. He was born so fast that he came out with a bruised face ... it was as purple as could be for the first few days of his life! Have you ever heard of anything so crazy? I remember those early days of snuggling him in soft blankets and rocking him for hours! Wow, it has been fun and so rewarding to see how he has grown into the precious young boy he is today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272809046390039794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSzH5CKLZPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/LJLRmLKhpAw/s320/100_1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tonight we plan to celebrate his birthday by going out for pizza with our friends the Robinson's, then we're all going to see Madagascar 2! We are looking forward to a fun evening! P.S. Thanks to Titi for keeping Parker for the evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Birthday Isaac! I love you!&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/3187253893478591584-5863606901017244315?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/5863606901017244315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=5863606901017244315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5863606901017244315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5863606901017244315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-sweet-isaac.html' title='Happy Birthday Sweet Isaac!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSzHBHce5XI/AAAAAAAAADs/yoyxaODF2DI/s72-c/isaac6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-7370782915468452472</id><published>2008-11-23T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:40:26.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sissy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSo8V5bnMZI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZgMh9lsHAws/s1600-h/100_1949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272092660682142098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSo8V5bnMZI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZgMh9lsHAws/s320/100_1949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word has it that my darling sister, Stacie, has been waiting for an updated post ... insinuating that I've been "slacking off" on my blog. So, I've decided to make this post about ... HER!  Stacie spent 4+ days in the hospital a week or so ago as she suffered a very severe allergic reaction to a medication she was taking. Thankfully, she is feeling better now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, where would I be without my sissy? And, how would my boys survive without their Titi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so fortunate to live just 1 short mile from Sissy/Titi, so we see each other nearly &lt;em&gt;every day&lt;/em&gt;! I look forward to her visits -- whether the visits are short or long, they always brighten my day. We are so different, yet so alike, it's almost scary sometimes. She helps to keep me sane when I feel overwhelmed in my work as a mom, she comes to my rescue when I need a babysitter or a listening ear, she is always honest with me (sometimes brutally so, ha ha!), she brings such joy to my heart as I watch her interact with and love my boys, I am proud of her as I watch her parent her 3 stepsons, she is my best friend and my only sibling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy, I love you to death and am so very thankful for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-7370782915468452472?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/7370782915468452472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=7370782915468452472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7370782915468452472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7370782915468452472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-sissy.html' title='My Sissy'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSo8V5bnMZI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZgMh9lsHAws/s72-c/100_1949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-8339758485945677798</id><published>2008-11-17T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T05:53:37.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason to Celebrate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSF2kYhXRlI/AAAAAAAAADc/8LOJ-1bJaw4/s1600-h/100_1948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269623406429947474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSF2kYhXRlI/AAAAAAAAADc/8LOJ-1bJaw4/s320/100_1948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSF2Eu6L_nI/AAAAAAAAADU/b-NHCKoT7kY/s1600-h/100_1747.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I will celebrate the birthday of the "one that I love" and 4 little boys will celebrate the birthday of their Daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin, You are the love of my life and I thank God for you each day! Thank you for working hard each day to provide for us.  Thank you for the gentleness, patience and love that you so generously give to us every day.  Thank you for being a loving, kind, playful and overall wonderful Daddy.  Thank you for the way you live your life, as you set an awesome example for our 4 boys to follow. I love living life with you, parenting with you, being your wife and loving you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this day, I wish you a very Happy Birthday and pray the year ahead will be filled with much happiness for you! I love you with all of my heart and soul, and your 4 boys adore you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, N.&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/3187253893478591584-8339758485945677798?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/8339758485945677798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=8339758485945677798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/8339758485945677798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/8339758485945677798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/11/reason-to-celebrate.html' title='Reason to Celebrate!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SSF2kYhXRlI/AAAAAAAAADc/8LOJ-1bJaw4/s72-c/100_1948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-3458824313693459672</id><published>2008-11-08T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T08:35:56.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History has been made!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SRW_UqVOB5I/AAAAAAAAADM/A6X20nDe0oE/s1600-h/100_2136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266325700961240978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SRW_UqVOB5I/AAAAAAAAADM/A6X20nDe0oE/s320/100_2136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Dee having fun with the boys ... on a non-football day, of course!  Go #80!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only has our nation elected its' first African-American President this week, but the Penn Manor Comets Football team won their first EVER 1st round of play-offs last night! And, as I mentioned in an earlier post, my darling nephew -- Demetrius Dixon, #80 -- is a part of this winning team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a perfect fall evening for a football game last night and the Comets dominated the game and came away with a 42-7 victory over Dallastown! Round 2 of play-offs will take place next Friday against Cumberland Valley! Go Comets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-3458824313693459672?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/3458824313693459672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=3458824313693459672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/3458824313693459672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/3458824313693459672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/11/history-has-been-made.html' title='History has been made!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SRW_UqVOB5I/AAAAAAAAADM/A6X20nDe0oE/s72-c/100_2136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-5045614729573846759</id><published>2008-11-04T14:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:17:50.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you ... ?</title><content type='html'>So, did you vote today?  It's not too late ... Let your vote count!  I am eagerly awaiting to hear who the next President of the United States will be ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-5045614729573846759?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/5045614729573846759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=5045614729573846759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5045614729573846759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5045614729573846759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-you.html' title='Did you ... ?'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-3570214697864624475</id><published>2008-11-03T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:15:28.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ9NfJJbl8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lDFUd_qP-_o/s1600-h/100_2192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264511686846158786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ9NfJJbl8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lDFUd_qP-_o/s320/100_2192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be what they do while they wait for fires!  I'm just glad they haven't tried &lt;em&gt;setting&lt;/em&gt; any fires!&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-3570214697864624475?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/3570214697864624475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=3570214697864624475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/3570214697864624475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/3570214697864624475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/11/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys will be boys!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ9NfJJbl8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lDFUd_qP-_o/s72-c/100_2192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-5760388189292463794</id><published>2008-11-03T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:13:08.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did someone say ... food?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ9M_vXyyxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-2hWZle7DVQ/s1600-h/100_2243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264511147351132946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ9M_vXyyxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-2hWZle7DVQ/s320/100_2243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wubba&lt;/span&gt; got his first 2 teeth this past week. They are barely through the gums ... just so &lt;em&gt;slightly&lt;/em&gt; through that only a Mommy could notice, but they &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; through! The bottom right came through first, followed by the bottom left. And, in true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hostetter&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Breniser&lt;/span&gt; fashion I figured if he has teeth, he might as well EAT! So, we started cereal this past week, too. A big week for the little man. He continues to have fun figuring out what to do with the cereal!&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/3187253893478591584-5760388189292463794?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/5760388189292463794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=5760388189292463794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5760388189292463794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/5760388189292463794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-someone-say-food.html' title='Did someone say ... food?'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ9M_vXyyxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-2hWZle7DVQ/s72-c/100_2243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-8076947498637925624</id><published>2008-11-02T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:35:48.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phillies Phever &amp; Hostetter's Halloween</title><content type='html'>After 28 years (so my hubby tells me???) the Phillies are once again World Series champs! The results around here = a house full of happy Phillies fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin and some guys from work took the train down to Philly on Friday to catch a glimpse of the Phils victory parade. The train was standing room only, there were 2 million fans packing the streets of Philadelphia for the parade, which means the view was less than desired. Hmmm... it would not have taken me long to find a nice, quiet shoe store to shop in while all of the crazy fans faught for a view of some guys wearing red jerseys. Go figure! Kev had fun though ... and, that is all that matters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264248487709693794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ5eG79S12I/AAAAAAAAAB0/k_BKxzzmXJo/s320/100_2306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264248243815961442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ5d4vYf02I/AAAAAAAAABs/B0s1IV4CFP0/s320/100_2312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin and the boys got all "geared up" in Phillies World Series gear on Saturday! They had a ball shopping for the items! We came home with shirts, hats and pennants. Kevin tells me that this could be a monumental year, as Penn State could be on their way to winning the national championship! I told him that I don't think we can afford another victory like that ... buying "gear" for 5 boys, after all that Phillies stuff! Oh well, I DO LOVE football, so I'd be a little more enthused! :&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recovering from all of the Phillies hype, the boys had fun getting all dressed up for Halloween! Take a look ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264249676044936114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ5fMG2fo7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/PlzgMHukbwk/s320/100_2314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One very scary, meanly-cute pirate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264249865693252834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ5fXJWLTOI/AAAAAAAAACE/9RKs7gS8aQE/s320/100_2319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One Phantastically-sweet "Shane Victorino!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264250004502020050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ5ffOcw_9I/AAAAAAAAACM/tePNmcxrv7o/s320/100_2322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One soot-covered, brave and fearless, lovable little firefighter! And ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264250361071555954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ5fz-xkVXI/AAAAAAAAACc/EnyqP1QfEDA/s320/100_2334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One way too adorable, chubby little monkey! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, how I love my boys! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-8076947498637925624?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/8076947498637925624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=8076947498637925624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/8076947498637925624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/8076947498637925624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/11/phillies-phever-hostetters-halloween.html' title='Phillies Phever &amp; Hostetter&apos;s Halloween'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQ5eG79S12I/AAAAAAAAAB0/k_BKxzzmXJo/s72-c/100_2306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-3047388082746158276</id><published>2008-10-23T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:17:04.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hodgepodge Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wow! Time has gotten away from me ... it feels like a long time since I've posted an update! We've been busy around here. Let's see, what have we been up to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ty had a preschool field trip to a local orchard where he went on a hayride and got to pick an apple. It was a lovely fall day and I had fun going along with him. Ty goes to preschool on Wednesdays and is liking it more each week. It is hard for him to separate from us at times, but he seems to be tolerating it a bit better.  He continues to be a little firecracker ... but that is how we love him!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260549913283199666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQE6Rkh1ArI/AAAAAAAAABU/kJx7se2RtQw/s320/100_2137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parker is now 4 months old! He had his check-up yesterday and weighed in at a whopping 20 lbs. 12 oz.! And, he grew 2 inches in the past month! He is w-a-y off the charts for both weight and height! I'm telling you, the boys thighs are the chubbiest, meatiest, CUTEST things I ever did see. He continues to bring such joy to our home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260550750008911618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQE7CRkyJwI/AAAAAAAAABk/VxrHPIrIOoQ/s320/100_1758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260550416482243682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQE6u3F1FGI/AAAAAAAAABc/lPHy6FuzaDU/s320/100_2123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo:  Jackson &amp;amp; Isaac with their best friend JD (JD is my best friend Chrissy's son)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac continues to love kindergarten! He especially loves writing workshop, and it is fun for us to see his writing skills develop more and more each week. I'm looking forward to helping in his class tomorrow for the first time this year! Isaac is excitedly cheering on the Phillies in the World Series! Go Phils! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson, our big 1st grader, is reading better and better each day! He is gearing up for Saturday when he'll have a birthday party here at the house with 12 of his friends (including his brothers). We are hoping to be able to proceed with the planned birthday bonfire, however, we may be forced to move to "plan B" because of the pending forecast of RAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin and I have been busy keeping up with the boys.  Aside from that ... we try to fit in sleep as we can!  That's life at this stage, I guess!  Oh, and Kevin, too, is passionately cheering on the Phils!  Honestly, I could care less about the Phils, but I have no choice but to cheer them on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-3047388082746158276?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/3047388082746158276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=3047388082746158276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/3047388082746158276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/3047388082746158276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/10/hodgepodge-update.html' title='Hodgepodge Update'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SQE6Rkh1ArI/AAAAAAAAABU/kJx7se2RtQw/s72-c/100_2137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-511512251428026939</id><published>2008-10-17T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:05:34.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Loss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Great teams work harder after a tough loss."&lt;/em&gt; -- Ron Brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is another game and hopefully a big win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-511512251428026939?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/511512251428026939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=511512251428026939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/511512251428026939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/511512251428026939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/10/tough-loss.html' title='Tough Loss...'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-4050121163318297551</id><published>2008-10-17T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T05:16:25.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Football Friday!  Go #80!</title><content type='html'>I find myself excited that it's Friday! Not because of the usual anticipation of an approaching weekend, which means extra help/reinforcement by my wonderful husband, but excitement because of tonight's Penn Manor High School Football game! Penn Manor happens to have a current record of 7-0 and my adorable, charming, talented nephew happens to play on the team! Can you tell that I'm proud of him? I won't get too side-tracked, but let me just tell you ... this boy is an all-around "great package!" If I am so fortunate to have my boys turn out like he is at age 15, I will be one very happy, very proud Mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin and I and our boys (all 4 of them!) have had so much fun attending the games this season and cheering on Demetrius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look forward to an updated record of 8-0 tomorrow morning after we whoop Warwick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Comets! Go #80!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-4050121163318297551?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/4050121163318297551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=4050121163318297551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/4050121163318297551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/4050121163318297551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-football-friday-go-80.html' title='It&apos;s Football Friday!  Go #80!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-7453405787049101797</id><published>2008-10-13T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T05:03:02.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Moms Rule!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SPNtTVN0NwI/AAAAAAAAABM/C236zumw9Rw/s1600-h/100_1766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256665368951535362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SPNtTVN0NwI/AAAAAAAAABM/C236zumw9Rw/s320/100_1766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. My. Word.!!! Whoever thinks that 1st grade soccer isn't exciting ... well, clearly doesn't have a 1st grader who plays soccer! Jackson had a soccer game on Saturday and I was on the edge of my seat the whole time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so sweet ... the players (especially Jackson) try to line up the ball JUST perfectly before shooting in the goal. Most times the other team steals the ball while they are trying to get the ball aligned! But these first graders play hard, have their hustle on and put their heart into the games. It's GREAT! I still have lots to learn about soccer, and let me tell you I'm eager to learn as Jackson (and perahps some of our other boys) play soccer in the coming years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, Saturday's game ended up in a tie ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Red Vipers!!!&lt;/div&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-7453405787049101797?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/7453405787049101797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=7453405787049101797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7453405787049101797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7453405787049101797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/10/soccer-moms-rule.html' title='Soccer Moms Rule!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SPNtTVN0NwI/AAAAAAAAABM/C236zumw9Rw/s72-c/100_1766.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-7029295594878125523</id><published>2008-10-10T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:57:58.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food + Friends = Great Time!</title><content type='html'>Last night I was able to enjoy an evening out with my dear friends Chrissy, Laura &amp;amp; Kelly!  We had a nice dinner and wonderful conversation, as always.  I always come away from our evenings together feeling refreshed and a little more sane.  I'm thankful for good friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, I treasure our time together!  Already looking forward to our next night out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-7029295594878125523?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/7029295594878125523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=7029295594878125523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7029295594878125523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7029295594878125523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-friends-great-time.html' title='Food + Friends = Great Time!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-7306450193803928469</id><published>2008-10-08T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:18:49.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste of Autumn</title><content type='html'>Fall is in the air and although part of me would like to still be in sunny, beautiful Destin, Florida enjoying the warm gulf weather, I do love fall! This time of year is just so cozy. It makes me crave pumpkin pie, apple dumplings and caramel corn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday morning I started a new ladies group at the church where Tyler attends preschool. As part of the snack, there was this wonderful dip that was served with gingersnaps ... it was about one of the best sweet snacks I've ever had and it just screamed fall! I'm including the recipe in case you want to try it. I haven't made it yet, but it sounds as easy as can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 blocks cream cheese, softened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 jar of caramel topping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 Skor bars, chopped or 1 bag of Heath Bar (found w/ the chocolate chips in the baking area)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mix cream cheese and caramel. Top w/ crushed candy. Serve w/ gingersnaps and/or apples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-7306450193803928469?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/7306450193803928469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=7306450193803928469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7306450193803928469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/7306450193803928469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/10/taste-of-autumn.html' title='Taste of Autumn'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-6020310729787140061</id><published>2008-10-07T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:43:35.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wubba!</title><content type='html'>Since today is the day I plan to email my newly created blog to friends and family, I thought I'd include a post on my sweet little wubba (as I like to call him) -- Parker Nicolas.  I know many of you haven't seen him recently or at all.  Let me just tell you ... he is such an "easy" baby, which has been so wonderful for our 4th!  He is a true joy and I am cherishing every minute with him, although he's growing way too fast.  He turned 3 months old on September 20th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254451797932599842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SOuQEikvaiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gcvL6LQVW9I/s320/100_2002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He's a thumb sucker -- the first of our 4 boys!  It's just too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SOuQE-sqC_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/I7Yhm1d7rjY/s1600-h/100_2026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254451805481995250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SOuQE-sqC_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/I7Yhm1d7rjY/s320/100_2026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SOuQFETPHCI/AAAAAAAAABE/2KaYUKqv8NA/s1600-h/100_2087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254451806985985058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SOuQFETPHCI/AAAAAAAAABE/2KaYUKqv8NA/s320/100_2087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His smile and sweet personality just melts our heart!  I love being his mother!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you are having a great day!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-6020310729787140061?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/6020310729787140061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=6020310729787140061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6020310729787140061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6020310729787140061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-wubba.html' title='My Wubba!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/SOuQEikvaiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gcvL6LQVW9I/s72-c/100_2002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187253893478591584.post-6216408388095747945</id><published>2008-10-06T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:50:45.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Set, Go!</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been thinking about starting a blog and finally decided to just go for it! I'd much rather type than write in a journal, so if nothing else, this is an attempt to document some of my daily joys, stresses, situations, ponderings, happenings, etc. And, being the mom of 4 boys, I typically have plenty to "document!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son Jackson just turned 7 years old! In many ways it is hard to believe ... it seems just like yesterday that he was born; however, I can barely remember life before him! Crazy! Isaac is 5, soon to be 6 years old. Tyler is 3 and sweet baby Parker is 3 1/2 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I celebrated our 15th anniversary at the end of August, and I feel incredibly blessed to share my life with this wonderful man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reminded many times recently that life ... every minute of each day ... is a gift. My goal has become to live each day in such a way that I'll have no regrets when I look back ... meaning no regrets with things I've said or things I &lt;em&gt;wished&lt;/em&gt; I would have said, no regrets with the affection I've shown to those I love, no regrets with standing up for what I believe in, even if it isn't popular and no regrets with living each day the way the Lord would have for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to share more with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3187253893478591584-6216408388095747945?l=hostetter6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/feeds/6216408388095747945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3187253893478591584&amp;postID=6216408388095747945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6216408388095747945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3187253893478591584/posts/default/6216408388095747945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hostetter6.blogspot.com/2008/10/ready-set-go.html' title='Ready, Set, Go!'/><author><name>Hostetter6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17798777638867098280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMx7FmuBNUs/Skr3OaICjhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6bdUBdyaGo/S220/Kevin+and+Nicole+059.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
