<?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-2465027679041117767</id><updated>2011-11-22T04:31:57.663-08:00</updated><category term='thanatophoric dysplasia'/><category term='Salman family'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Avery'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='family'/><category term='Thomas'/><category term='random'/><category term='community'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='famliy'/><category term='school'/><category term='Colleen'/><category term='LPA'/><category term='freinds'/><category term='dwarfism'/><category term='little people'/><category term='life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Life Is Like A Box of Chocolates......</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3961592318986598505</id><published>2010-05-07T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T07:27:09.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colleen'/><title type='text'>Seventeen</title><content type='html'>Well, another year has passed since Colleen was born.  I still can't believe that she would be 17 years old today!  Seems like just yesterday we were saying hello and goodbye.  Over this past year I have continued to "meet" more families with children with various forms of dwarfism, and have "met" two other families whose children have passed away from TD.  I want to thank all of those POLP for sharing their beautiful children with me.  When I look at your kids, I am reminded that I, too, am a POLP and I only hope that if Colleen had stayed with us that I could be as good a mom as you all are!  I thank you for your support and realizing that I will always be a POLP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3961592318986598505?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3961592318986598505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3961592318986598505' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3961592318986598505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3961592318986598505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2010/05/seventeen.html' title='Seventeen'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2157087502629756474</id><published>2010-02-17T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:02:04.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famliy'/><title type='text'>Mid Winter Update</title><content type='html'>So much has happened over the past couple of months since I've posted.  My dads brother passed away in late January and just two weeks later, my Uncle Jim passed away.  Uncle Jim is married to my dads sister, Mary.  They are like grandparents to us, since my dads parents passed away years ago.  I was there when my uncle died with dignity and grace.  Now, I worry about my aunt everyday.  They had celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary in May by renewing their wedding vows.  She is lost and sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the boys are keeping us on the go.  Sam has been practicing his voice everyday.  He recently went to our district Solo and Ensemble competition.  He sang with a select group of 20 men from his high school and performed two solo pieces as well.  He received a number one ranking and will move on to the state competition in April.  He has a part in the school play and will start lacrosse in a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob is in the middle school musical again this year.  He's also advancing so well on the guitar.  He is self taught and his talent amazes me.  He gets it from my youngest brother who is also self taught.  He will also start lacrosse soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas is loving school.  Today is grandparents day and he is so excited!  He is learning lots of new words (some of them quite naughty thanks to his older "brudders" as he calls them). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that pretty much sums up what's been going on around here.  I am so ready for spring and sunshine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2157087502629756474?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2157087502629756474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2157087502629756474' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2157087502629756474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2157087502629756474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2010/02/mid-winter-update.html' title='Mid Winter Update'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3086212522708891728</id><published>2010-01-05T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T06:00:50.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salman family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dwarfism'/><title type='text'>The Salman Family</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://dwarfchildren.org/"&gt;Salman Family &lt;/a&gt;of Iraq were recently featured on "Little People, Big World" with Matt Roloff traveling to Iraq to help two of the children get the surgeries that they desperately needed. I couldn't stop thinking about this family and the show finally did a follow up where the Salman's were brought to the United States. Ali, Bara'a and Saja all have a rare type of dwarfism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three of these kids have to be the sweetest, kindest children I have ever seen. They are so gracious and loving. I immediately fell in love with them and had to contact Captain Hayes who helped arrange for the family to come to the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent an email to Captain Hayes and he called me within a half hour to follow up. I had told him about Colleen and our involvement with the LPA and what a special group of people they are! (He knows this as he has a daughter who is an LP) I asked him what we could do to help the family. Saja is having surgery this Friday and is in desperate need of a wheelchair. The wheelchair she needs is hydraulic....making it easier for her to do things on her own. It can go low enough for her to slide out (she can't walk) and high enough for her to reach into a freezer. This wheelchair costs $26,000! It is made in England, and it's my understanding that there have only been about four of these models made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love it if we could all chip in and help this neccessity become a reality. Your donation is tax deductable. Please inform your friends and family. If everyone gave just $10 (or more if you want!) we could help out so much! I plan to put this information on my Facebook page as well. Remember my friends, it takes a village!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a tax deductable donation and read about the Salman family, &lt;a href="http://dwarfchildren.org/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3086212522708891728?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3086212522708891728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3086212522708891728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3086212522708891728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3086212522708891728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2010/01/salman-family.html' title='The Salman Family'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-6724315011437977950</id><published>2010-01-01T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:27:06.538-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanatophoric dysplasia'/><title type='text'>Janie Beth</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to give you all some information on a story I have been following. &lt;a href="http://michellekarr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt; delivered Janie Beth on Wednesday. Janie had Thanataphoric Dysplasia (the same type that Colleen had) and sadly has passed away. Please keep this family in your prayers as they have many difficult days ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-6724315011437977950?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/6724315011437977950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=6724315011437977950' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6724315011437977950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6724315011437977950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2010/01/janie.html' title='Janie Beth'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3646002911064945813</id><published>2009-11-18T07:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T07:33:59.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>What A Month!</title><content type='html'>Well, so much has happened since I last posted on here.  School is in full force.  The boys are so busy and we are really looking forward to having a few days off over Thanksgiving break.  Sam has a great part in the musical "Schoolhouse Rock Live".  Remember that show?  My favorite song is "I'm Just A Bill".  The performances are this weekend and we're really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My surgery went great last month.  We had a few hiccups the week before...Thomas and my mom both had H1N1.  Jeff had been laid off and of course got called back to work the day of my surgery.  So, my dad watched Thomas and my friend Renee came up from Kalamazoo to take me to the hospital.  The surgery was a success and I came home the next day.  No pain involved, just a little soreness.  I felt back to normal by the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa passed away kind of unexpectedly on November 12.  He was 84 and in the two weeks before his death he had kidney failure and was diagnosed with stage four lukemia.  Luckily he was diagnosed while in the hospital and was never uncomfortable or in any pain.  My mom was there with him the entire time and was able to say goodbye which was very comforting.  Thomas, Jacob and I drove down to Kentucky for the funeral which was hard, but a very lovely service.  My parents are still there taking care of business and putting his house on the market and should return home on Friday.  It's been a heck of a few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are looking forward to our family being together for Thanksgiving. I am thankful for all of my family, my health and my wonderful friends. I hope all of you have a wonderful holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3646002911064945813?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3646002911064945813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3646002911064945813' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3646002911064945813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3646002911064945813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-month.html' title='What A Month!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-769076956088034972</id><published>2009-10-11T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:43:22.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LPA'/><title type='text'>Dwarfism Awareness Month</title><content type='html'>October is Dwarfism Awareness Month. In honor of this, I'd like to share some things that have happened over the past couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when Colleen was born, we didn't even own a computer. When researching dwarfism, I used books and asked questions to doctors. I never really understood anything about Thanataphoric Dysplasia until gettting a computer and researching thru various sites. I think because I didn't have these resources, I put the whole tragic ordeal of Colleen's birth and death in the back of my mind. I became pregnant with Sam just three months after Colleen's birth. Although I was stressed thru the whole pregnancy with worry that the same thing would happen again, I didn't deal with losing her. After Sam, I had Jacob less than two years later. Having two toddlers doesn't give you time to think about anything except sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago I really began digging into the condition that caused Colleen's death. And in doing so, I became associated with the most wonderful group of people that I have ever had the priviledge of meeting (well, and not meeting, in person!). The LPA community has been so helpful and comforting to me and my family. We have enjoyed getting to know those who are little people as well as parents of little people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, during this month I send a big shout out to those that have touched our lives so deeply. We love all of our LPA peeps and appreciate all that you have done for us as we continue to heal from our wound of losing Colleen. Although it's been almost 17 years, it still seems like yesterday. Knowing all of you has made the journey a bit easier to deal with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-769076956088034972?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/769076956088034972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=769076956088034972' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/769076956088034972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/769076956088034972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-is-dwarfism-awareness-month.html' title='Dwarfism Awareness Month'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-4544570610219151681</id><published>2009-09-08T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T06:09:03.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle</title><content type='html'>School has started!  Today is the first day for the big boys.  In Michigan, it's the law that we can't start until after Labor Day.  This has been the longest summer on record!  Both boys were excited to get back in to the swing of things.  Sam has so many school related activities, he's busy everyday.  Jacob is starting an after school weight lifting class in a couple weeks.  We're heading to Florida in about 4 weeks and he's convinced he'll have a "beach body" by then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas is loving preschool.  He is so proud everytime I pick him up and he hands me his art project for the day.  He's making friends and learning structure and how to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, with the school year comes meetings, meetings and more meetings.  I'm on the Foundation For Haslett Schools executive board and we meet once a month as well as plan fundraisers throughout the year.  I'm also on the Sex Education Advisory Board and a member of the Choir Boosters.  It keeps me on the go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to have a full hysterectomy on October 19th.  I've had issues for many years and after trying countless "treatments", I''ve decided to go through with the surgery.  And, because my grandmother died of ovarian cancer at the age of 65, I have opted to have everything removed.  The good thing about the surgery is, that it's a fairly new, robotic assisted surgery and I will get to come home the next day.  The recovery is much quicker than the old school hysterectomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to Panama City Beach, Florida on October 3rd for a week.  Yep, I'm pulling the kids out of school!  Looking forward to some relaxing downtime with friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's what we're up to now.  This week Sam will be auditioning for the musical at school...I have no idea what the show will be, but keep your fingers crossed he gets a part.( Actually, I know he'll get a part, but I don't want him to be too confident!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to read about all of your back to school activities!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-4544570610219151681?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/4544570610219151681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=4544570610219151681' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4544570610219151681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4544570610219151681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in the Saddle'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3085225147289980306</id><published>2009-08-08T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:43:18.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>He's A Big Kid Now</title><content type='html'>THOMAS IS OFFICIALLY POTTY TRAINED!!!!!   I backed off and it just happened on its own.  Thanks to those that offered suggestions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be starting preschool at the end of August.  I debated on sending him since he just turned three.  But a fabulous place had a part time opening, so I jumped on it.  The owner also has a camp for one week during the summer so kids can get acquainted with the school.  But, because I had waited so long to register, the camp was full.  She put me on a waiting list and we got a call at the last minute someone had canceled.  Thomas  had a great time every morning with no accidents, so we are good to go.  Now, I just have to figure out how to use those 3 1/2 hours that he's gone wisely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3085225147289980306?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3085225147289980306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3085225147289980306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3085225147289980306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3085225147289980306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/08/hes-big-kid-now.html' title='He&apos;s A Big Kid Now'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2905339485193336939</id><published>2009-07-07T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:02:56.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My "Nothing Exciting" Update</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's been about a month since I posted last.  The summer is flying by so quickly.  We have been really busy.  Sam finished segment one of drivers education and now has his permit.  I'm telling you, driving with a new driver is the most frustrating and mentally exhausting thing you can do.  My favorite part of letting him drive with me is when I correct him on something, he says that I'm making him nervous and that was not how he was taught.  UGH!  I've decided to let Jeff take charge of the practice driving until he gets more comfortable behind the wheel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob has completed one session of volunteering at the camp for special needs kids.  He had a great time and looks forward to the second session that starts next week.  Next Friday we are off to an amusement/waterpark for the day with a bunch of friends.  Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potty training update:  Sorry, no report.  There is no hope for this kid.  Last night Jacob and I were talking to him about going potty in the toilet.  He confessed he's afraid he'll fall in.  I tell him I will hold him, but he can always go on his little potty.  No, he says that will not work because it doesn't have a "flusher".   Obviously, he's not ready.  But I am!  I'm sick of buying diapers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all that's going on.  Hope everyone is having a great summer so far!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2905339485193336939?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2905339485193336939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2905339485193336939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2905339485193336939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2905339485193336939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-nothing-exciting-update.html' title='My &quot;Nothing Exciting&quot; Update'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-211231677620843447</id><published>2009-06-11T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T14:20:07.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anakin's Song</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of my friend, &lt;a href="http://takinganakinwithus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mary&lt;/a&gt;, today. A little over a year ago, she gave birth to &lt;a href="http://anakinssong.com/"&gt;Anakin&lt;/a&gt;, who was born with TD and passed away a few weeks after being born. Tomorrow Mary will give birth to Anakin's twin sisters. I just wanted to pass along their story and hope that all of you will be thinking of them tomorrow as I'm sure it will be a bittersweet day for the family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-211231677620843447?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/211231677620843447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=211231677620843447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/211231677620843447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/211231677620843447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/06/anakins-song.html' title='Anakin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-9210205796862188516</id><published>2009-05-22T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:05:18.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Checkin' In</title><content type='html'>So, not too much going on except lots of end of the school year activities. Sam is done with his lacrosse season and Jacob has one game left next week. Sam has two big concerts next week as well as singing at graduation. He has also been selected to become a PAL (Peer Assistance Leader) for the next school year. This means three full days of training the week after school gets out.  And, just today he was elected to the student council for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are going to Tennesee on June 7th and have asked Jacob to go along. He's pretty excited. We were there several years ago so he's looking forward to going back to Dollywood! My mom asked if she could take Thomas and as tempting as it is, I think I would lose my mind without him for a week. And I don't know how well he'd do without his mom at bedtime. Maybe next year! He still has absolutely no interest in potty training, which is frustrating. Hopefully by the end of the summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're looking forward to the holiday weekend. Going to a cookout on Sunday and a parade on Monday. And the weather forecast is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I've got. Have a wonderful Memorial Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-9210205796862188516?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/9210205796862188516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=9210205796862188516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/9210205796862188516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/9210205796862188516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/05/checkin-in.html' title='Checkin&apos; In'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-1266098452595598866</id><published>2009-05-07T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T05:14:15.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colleen'/><title type='text'>(Bitter)Sweet Sixteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SgLEOGoAh9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Tsbxd9bZK_g/s1600-h/colleen+name+in+the+sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333040655335720914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SgLEOGoAh9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Tsbxd9bZK_g/s200/colleen+name+in+the+sand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sixteen years ago today I gave birth to my first child and only daughter. It was the happiest, saddest day of my life to date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At my 20 week ultrasound I was told everything looked great. But that night my doctor called me at home to explain something wasn't right. After many ultrasounds and "second" opinions, it was determined that she had a form of skeletal dysplasia and more than likely a lethal form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After two days of labor, I delivered Colleen Michelle on May 7th, 1993. She was so tiny and so cute. My family and I all loved on her, kissed her, said goodbye to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it has been sixteen years. Sometimes it seems like it was ages ago, and other times it feels like yesterday. I miss her so much. Time has made the pain of losing her easier to deal with. But there will always be an empty place in my heart and at our dinner table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-1266098452595598866?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/1266098452595598866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=1266098452595598866' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1266098452595598866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1266098452595598866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/05/bittersweet-sixteen.html' title='(Bitter)Sweet Sixteen'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SgLEOGoAh9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Tsbxd9bZK_g/s72-c/colleen+name+in+the+sand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-1047065055090146311</id><published>2009-04-27T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:19:38.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Almost Summertime!</title><content type='html'>We have been really busy around here! There are only six weeks left of school and it seems that everything is happening in those last few weeks. Both boys are playing lacrosse, so that is every weeknight between the two of them. Plus tournaments on the weekends. It never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Thomas's third birthday on Saturday night. His actual birthday is May 3rd, but my parents will be out of town, so we had his party early. I'm working on potty training and of course, he has no interest at all. But, I told him I have purchased my last box of diapers so we'll see how it goes when they run out. I'm working on "currency" to bribe him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast at the LPA regional in Grand Rapids. It was great to meet some of my blogging friends and catch up with old friends. I got to meet &lt;a href="http://my3girls-bobbi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ellie&lt;/a&gt; and hang out with &lt;a href="http://knoahsarc.org/"&gt;Knoah&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://howlifeismeasured.blogspot.com/"&gt;Owen&lt;/a&gt;. I also met &lt;a href="http://momofpeanutandbibbers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mandy&lt;/a&gt; and her daughter Andrea. Mandy is a crack up and I'm following her blog now because she has clever ways to save money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our summer plans are coming together. Sam has been accepted to attend a Broadway workshop at Michigan State University. He'll be working with Broadway actors for three days followed by a show on the last day. He is really excited for the opportunity. He also starts drivers education on June 8th (pray for me). Jacob is working at a summer camp here all summer for his learning disabled peers. This will be his third year and I'm so proud of him. He'll also go to camp in Pennsylvania for a week in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've added a couple of new friends to my links. &lt;a href="http://journey2babypeek.blogspot.com/"&gt;Courtney&lt;/a&gt; is my newest "friend." We actually live in the same town and I look forward to meeting her in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I've got for now. Summer is almost here....Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-1047065055090146311?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/1047065055090146311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=1047065055090146311' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1047065055090146311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1047065055090146311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/04/almost-summertime.html' title='Almost Summertime!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-888388224505057016</id><published>2009-04-06T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:09:54.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dwarfism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>This and That (And a "Rant" Thrown In!)</title><content type='html'>So, I put Sam and Jacob on a plane this afternoon to Florida. They'll be spending the week there with some friends of ours. They picked a great day to leave since we got about six inches of snow last night. They were really excited and I'm so glad they get to spend their spring break with their friends as much as I will miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spartans are playing for the National Championship tonight in Detroit. Too awesome! I'm pumped for the game and our town is buzzing! (I live about 2 miles from the MSU campus) Can't wait to see them bring it home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's Celebrity Apprentice was so disgusting to me and I've been thinking about it all day. They were just throwing around the word "midget" when refering to Little People. The teams were doing an ad campaign for All Small and Mighty laundry detergent. As soon as I heard what the task was, I knew what was coming. Those celebrities just didn't have the respect for the LP community and I was shocked at some of the things that were coming out of their mouths. And one thing that really bothered me was the response to a question posed to one of the LP. T-Boz from TLC actually asked one of the LP's what they prefered to be called. And he said "midget" was fine with him. I couldn't believe it. How is the LPA going to get the respect they deserve when one of their own says something like that? So, for future reference: the term "midget" is NOT okay. Little person or dwarf are fine. But what's better is just calling the person by their name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've said my peace and I'm off to get ready for the big game. GO GREEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-888388224505057016?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/888388224505057016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=888388224505057016' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/888388224505057016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/888388224505057016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-and-that-and-rant-thrown-in.html' title='This and That (And a &quot;Rant&quot; Thrown In!)'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-591138028946659679</id><published>2009-03-20T15:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T15:27:04.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sickness + Travel = Not a Good Combination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/ScQXO1i01pI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oSXHvrfZ6k0/s1600-h/DSCF1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315399003862783634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/ScQXO1i01pI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oSXHvrfZ6k0/s200/DSCF1777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our trip to NYC was fun, but not as much fun as we had hoped. We arrived in the city at about 9:30am on Monday morning and Jacob really wasn't feeling well. We checked in to the hotel and walked around Chinatown and Soho while making our way to NYC's best pizza place. We had lunch and Jacob said he needed a nap. My mom and Sam went up to Times Square so Jacob could rest. When they got back, we met my brother in law and his family for dinner. We were all in bed sleeping by 9pm in the city that never sleeps! Pretty pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob tried really hard on Tuesday to act like he was feeling better. We walked through Times Square making our way up to Sereindipity for lunch. (They are famous for their frozen hot chocolate) Jacob looked miserable the whole time, but didn't complain. He really didn't eat his lunch and tried his hardest to enjoy his frozen hot chocolate. We made our way back downtown so he could finish up spending his birthday money. We went to my brother in law's apartment for dinner and spent some time with his family. They have two adorable sons, Oscar and Victor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left early Wednesday morning and Jacob was really sick. As soon as we got home, he took a two hour nap and I decided to take him to urgent care. Turns out he had a temp of 102*, an ear infection and strep. Bless his heart for not complaining too much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had a good time all in all, but on the way home, my mom asked him if he had the choice, would he go back to NYC or go fishing and camping. He quickly answered "fishing and camping." Big city life is not for him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. The $99 hotel was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-591138028946659679?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/591138028946659679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=591138028946659679' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/591138028946659679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/591138028946659679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/03/sickness-travel-not-good-combination.html' title='Sickness + Travel = Not a Good Combination'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/ScQXO1i01pI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oSXHvrfZ6k0/s72-c/DSCF1777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2653984244019136246</id><published>2009-03-10T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:25:25.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Bargain Hunting At Its Best</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to give you this update on our NYC trip.  I kept thinking I could get a better deal on the hotel and I just couldn't get it off my mind.  I spoke with my sister in law yesterday and she was telling me that the economy in NYC is terrible right now, as it is most places.  She said she has seen a difference as far as tourists...it just doesn't seem as busy.  So, this morning I got on Priceline and decided to punch in $99 for a room.  Well, it didn't take long for it to be accepted!  It's a great hotel in an even better location. ( I went to the hotels website, and the regular room rate is over $300)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, for those of you going to the LPA conference this July in NYC, it may pay off checking out other hotels.  I know it is really convenient to stay where the conference is held, but you could save a whole lot by staying somewhere else.  Just a thought!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2653984244019136246?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2653984244019136246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2653984244019136246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2653984244019136246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2653984244019136246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/03/bargain-hunting-at-its-best.html' title='Bargain Hunting At Its Best'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7933391097875852326</id><published>2009-03-05T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:55:14.729-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>We're Taking A Bite Out Of The Big Apple</title><content type='html'>We made a deal with the boys that when they officially become a teenager at the age of 13, they would get a trip to NYC as their birthday present. So, a couple years ago for Sam's 13th birhtday, my mom and I took him there. However, sweet Thomas was still nursing (and never took a bottle a day in his life) so we could only stay one night. But, he had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Jacob is turning 13 on Saturday. He's been asking about his trip to NYC. I had been skirting the issue since Jeff is layed off. A trip to NYC is super expensive. And, of course Jacob wanted to stay more than one night. I told him this wasn't fair since Sam only stayed one night, so he decided if we could stay longer, Sam could go on this trip as well. Again, I kind of ignore his request since our income is next to nothing with Jeff being on unemployment yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday morning I received an email alert from Spirit Airlines announcing a sale. After checking it out and punching in dates, I was able to book our tickets to NYC for $51 each roundtrip. I couldn't pass the deal up! Then, I start working on the hotel part. Jeff's brother and his family live in Manhattan and said that we could stay with them. However....have you ever seen an apartment in Manhattan? Super small to say the least. And, they have two kids of their own. So, I'm telling one of my clients about my hotel sorrows and she suggests a place. I call and of course, they are booked. (We'll be there on St. Patrick's Day, which is a huge celebration in NYC with an even huger parade) I ask the person on the phone if she has any suggestions of where to call for a room. I tell her what a great deal I got on the plane tickets and that I don't want to spend alot for a room. She was impressed with my deal, and then said that she would take another look for me. She offers me a suite for $250 a night. Tempting, but we don't need a suite, just a room with two beds. Then she offers me a room for $199. I tell her that's more than I want to pay(mind you, $199 is a great deal in NYC). Then she says she can give me a room for $149! Great location, breakfast and one block from Central Park. Can't get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are leaving on the 16th and returning on the 18th. And, our bonus is St. Patrick's Day falling in the middle. We'll give your regards to Broadway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7933391097875852326?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7933391097875852326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7933391097875852326' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7933391097875852326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7933391097875852326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/03/were-taking-bite-out-of-big-apple.html' title='We&apos;re Taking A Bite Out Of The Big Apple'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2206928338521843373</id><published>2009-03-02T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:20:09.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Tune In!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SaxpmrOi2SI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tbEKQoCFCUs/s1600-h/roloffffffffffffff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308734173922646306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SaxpmrOi2SI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tbEKQoCFCUs/s200/roloffffffffffffff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight's episode of "Little People, Big World" was filmed at the Detroit LPA conference back in June. Sam, Jacob and I all volunteered at the conference and saw the cameras, crew and Roloff family throughout the week. Knoah and Owen were at the conference as well. So, the boys and I will be trying to spot any one of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2206928338521843373?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2206928338521843373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2206928338521843373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2206928338521843373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2206928338521843373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/03/tune-in.html' title='Tune In!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SaxpmrOi2SI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tbEKQoCFCUs/s72-c/roloffffffffffffff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7910898718686693869</id><published>2009-02-26T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:18:30.517-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Super, Duper Busy</title><content type='html'>The past few weeks have been so super busy.  Jacob's hard work paid off and his performance in "Snow White" was fabulous.  Thomas even loved the show and sat still the entire time.  Sam has been practicing like crazy with his two choirs for the festival they will participate in today and tomorrow.  On top of that, he also takes voice lessons once a week.  And, lacrosse starts in about a week for both big boys, so we will be taxi drivers for the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip to San Diego was alot of fun.  The weather didn't cooperate at all.  It was very chilly and rained one day.  But, it was great to hang out with my BFF and I also saw a couple of old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas, Jacob and I got to have lunch with Tonya and Knoah again on Sunday.  They were on their way to Grand Rapids for a doctor appointment.  It was so nice to see them again.  And, Thomas just loves seeing "his Knoah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it....we have another busy weekend ahead.  It never ends around here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7910898718686693869?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7910898718686693869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7910898718686693869' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7910898718686693869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7910898718686693869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/02/super-duper-busy.html' title='Super, Duper Busy'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7140146221264385834</id><published>2009-02-14T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:47:31.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Goin' Back To Cali.....</title><content type='html'>I'm off to the airport in about an hour, headed to sunny San Diego!  My BFF, Kristie, lives there and I'll be celebrating my big 40 with her.  Two of my dear friends are also driving down to meet up with us later today for a night out on the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving my children in the "trusted" hands of my husband.  I'm trying not to think about it!  I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7140146221264385834?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7140146221264385834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7140146221264385834' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7140146221264385834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7140146221264385834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/02/goin-back-to-cali.html' title='Goin&apos; Back To Cali.....'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-500286487016821650</id><published>2009-02-04T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:48:42.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SYoL1frWmKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/KwKEjGTko-g/s1600-h/DSCF1504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299060925219117218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SYoL1frWmKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/KwKEjGTko-g/s200/DSCF1504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Jeff, Thomas and I met &lt;a href="http://blogsmonroe.com/disability/"&gt;Knoah&lt;/a&gt; and his mom and dad (Tonya and Will) for lunch. They were passing through on their way to Grand Rapids to see a doctor of Knoah's. Thomas had been very excited about the meeting all week. He had never met Knoah and had only seen photos of him. Both Sam and Jacob have friends named Noah, so Thomas was so happy to have his own Knoah....he fondly refers to him as "my Knoah!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch was great and the boys hit it off. They were really well behaved and we were there for a couple of hours. By the time we left, it looked as though they had known eachother forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-500286487016821650?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/500286487016821650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=500286487016821650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/500286487016821650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/500286487016821650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/02/friends-forever.html' title='Friends Forever'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SYoL1frWmKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/KwKEjGTko-g/s72-c/DSCF1504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-966485496808333414</id><published>2009-01-21T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:10:15.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>It Ain't Easy Goin' Lean</title><content type='html'>So, I know I did my weigh in on Friday, but that was two days past the day I should have weighed in.  I had a procedure done last week,which prevented me from attending Weight Watchers in my normal place.  So, today I weighed in again.  I lost another 2 1/2 pounds .  Again, I was a little disappointed.  But, on the way home I was picturing five pounds of hamburger.  That's a whole lotta burger!  So, I'm happy with my results, especially since it's only been five days since my last weigh in.  I'm hoping next week will take me out of the "2" range.  My goal for next week is four pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't bore you reporting on my progress.  But somehow writing about it makes me feel accountable.  If I don't do well, I will be embarassed, so that keeps me on my toes during the week!  I guess those Lean Cuisines are paying off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-966485496808333414?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/966485496808333414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=966485496808333414' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/966485496808333414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/966485496808333414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-aint-easy-goin-lean.html' title='It Ain&apos;t Easy Goin&apos; Lean'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-4189444310623294543</id><published>2009-01-16T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:56:03.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Weighin' In</title><content type='html'>So today was my first official "weigh in" at Weight Watchers. I was feeling pretty confident. I had a doctor appointment on Wednesday, and I was down five pounds. I have been super strict with the points that Iam allowed and didn't cheat at all. So, I go with my mom today and weigh in. A lousy 2 1/2 pounds is all I lost. I was ticked and even got a little teary eyed. So my mom tries to give me a pep talk, saying the scale is probably different ( I had enrolled in WW at a different location). Then she said it was probably the medication I had to take this week for a procedure I had done on Wednesday. Bless her heart for trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep going. I guess 2 1/2 pounds is better than none. We'll see what next week brings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm sending out a birthday wish to my new friend, &lt;a href="http://swartley.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sonya,&lt;/a&gt; who turns one year old today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-4189444310623294543?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/4189444310623294543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=4189444310623294543' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4189444310623294543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4189444310623294543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/01/weighin-in.html' title='Weighin&apos; In'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-8442325770443689088</id><published>2009-01-08T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:22:49.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I've Lost a Friend</title><content type='html'>So, I joined Weight Watchers last night. I'm allowed 31 points a day(for those of you that know how the points you are allowed are calculated, that means, yes, I'm a fat ass!) and I don't think it's going to be difficult. This morning I had my 4 point breakfast of 3 scrambled egg whites with a teaspoon of shredded cheese and a piece of toast. Now, this is a big deal because I normally don't eat breakfast. Or lunch. I'm totally committed to this program and I'll be curious to see what happens this first week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home from the meeting, my husband informed me that he had gotten a phone call indicating that a friend had passed away. Julie was 41 years old and died of breast cancer. I am still in shock. We had become friends as teenagers (she dated a friend of mine) and then she married Jeff's best friend. They were both attendants in our wedding (that is a whole other story in itself, and not a good one). She and her husband, Kevin, had divorced shortly before Kevin died about 3 years ago in a snowmobile accident. They have 3 teenage sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite shocked about her death due to the fact that she was a health nut. She owned a clinic focusing on natural medicine. She was a runner (and a good one). It makes me realize that cancer can strike anyone at anytime. And, it scares me. I already have this great fear of death, whether it be for myself or a family member. I am sure that it stems from the loss of Colleen. But, when a friendwho's so young passes away, it is a wake up call. Life is so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the lesson to be learned in this is to value every minute we have here on earth. We never know when tragedy will strike. And, to take care of our bodies the best way possible. Obviously we can't avoid something like cancer, but we can sure try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a sad day for anyone who was blessed to know Julie. I just can't get her smile and her Wisconsin accent out of my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-8442325770443689088?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/8442325770443689088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=8442325770443689088' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8442325770443689088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8442325770443689088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-lost-friend.html' title='I&apos;ve Lost a Friend'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-991279864560502843</id><published>2009-01-06T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:20:24.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>New Year, New Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it's 2009? I certainly can't. I am so convinced that the older we get, the faster time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've made some resolutions this year and hopefully I'll follow through. My first is to get in shape. I'm joining Weight Watchers this week. I did this years ago and always felt hungry. Supposedly their new "points" program is easy, so I'll give it a shot. I'm also going to start walking at least three times a week. When I played volleyball over winter break it about killed me! Every muscle ached, therefore, I must get in shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going to continue to stay involved with the LPA. I won't attend the big national conference this year. It's in NYC, and we will be taking a trip there in March for Jacob's 13th birthday. Two trips to an expensive city within months of eachother is just not happening. I have also been in touch with a photographer from &lt;a href="http://nowilaymedowntosleep.org/"&gt;Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep &lt;/a&gt;to volunteer my time. This organization was not around (that I know of) when Colleen was born. Boy, I wish they would've been. We would have much better pictures! I have volunteered to be an assistant to the photographer. So, we'll see where that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what 2009 has in store, but I'm up for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-991279864560502843?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/991279864560502843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=991279864560502843' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/991279864560502843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/991279864560502843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-resolutions.html' title='New Year, New Resolutions'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-8744521447289295161</id><published>2008-12-29T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T17:17:39.552-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famliy'/><title type='text'>We're Back</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful trip to Louisville.  Jeff had to work, so the boys and I loaded up the van and hit the road.  The trip was pretty uneventful.  I had checked the weather the night before and decided to take the "long way" due to an impending ice storm near Indianapolis.  I am so glad I did....our friends decided to go that way.  They hit the bad weather and ended up totally stopped on I-69 for eight, yes, eight hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids met up with their friends and had a blast.  We played volleyball,  ate at some yummy restaurants and just hung out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we are enjoying some down time together.  Sam is having a small surgical procedure on Wednesday, so he's trying to cram his fun into Tuesday since he'll pretty much be out of commision for the rest of the week.  We'll just rent movies and Jacob wants to make cookies by himself.  He's a simple guy!  And, Thomas....well, I'm just trying to keep clothes on that boy.  He won't stop stripping.  He prefers to be naked all day long!  It's really em. bare.ass.ing.  (Sorry, couldn't resist!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone a blessed 2009.....Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-8744521447289295161?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/8744521447289295161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=8744521447289295161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8744521447289295161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8744521447289295161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/12/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3325681462214354324</id><published>2008-12-19T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:56:02.193-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>SNOW DAY!</title><content type='html'>It's a winter wonderland outside today!  We are enjoying a snow day and the surprise first day of winter break.  It is so great that it did snow today, so I can get some things done with the help of my dear children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be making buckeyes and biscotti.  I've already made some of these yummy treats....if you've never made them, give it a try.  Take small square pretzels and put them on a baking sheet.  Put a Hershey kiss on top of each pretzel.  Bake at 250 degrees for 3 minutes.  As soon as you take them out, top (and squish into) with a peanut butter m &amp;amp; m.  Let cool completely and enjoy!  Sweet and salty and so addicting!  I have no idea what they are called, and if you come up with a name, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the snow will stop falling this afternoon.  Sam and I will be attending a recital hosted by his new voice coach.  All of his students are performing tonight, so we'll get to meet him and see what his program is about.  Sam will start working with him after break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3325681462214354324?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3325681462214354324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3325681462214354324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3325681462214354324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3325681462214354324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-day.html' title='SNOW DAY!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-6995275705497084044</id><published>2008-12-14T16:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:54:28.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I'm Tired Already!</title><content type='html'>This week is going to be a nightmare.  My parents left for Kentucky, so I'm on my own childcare wise.  Thomas has only stayed with family and one friend, and luckily she is coming to my rescue this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, Jacob has a basketball game then we attend Sam's choir concert(where he will be performing a solo!).  On Tuesday, I have a full day of clients and won't they be happy to find out that Thomas will be entertaining them during their hair service!  On Wednesday, Jacob has musical practice followed by a meeting for the parents.  Right after he has a basketball game and then we have yet another choir concert of Sam's to attend.  On Thursday, another long day of clients.  My friend Cathy or Cakie as Thomas calls her, will pick up Thomas and keep him for half of the day.  Then, she will pick up Sam at school an hour earlier than his regular departure, and drop Thomas and him off at home.  On Friday, I need to travel to South Lyon, which is about an hour away, to do a clients hair who had surgery on her foot and can't drive.  On Saturday and Sunday, I need to pack for Kentucky and make eight dozen cookies for a cookie exchange.  On Monday, another full day of clients, followed by a cookie exchange (where alcohol will be served, thankfully)and we will hit the road by 8am on Tuesday morning for Kentucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't life grand?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-6995275705497084044?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/6995275705497084044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=6995275705497084044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6995275705497084044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6995275705497084044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-tired-already.html' title='I&apos;m Tired Already!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-1676054284716446858</id><published>2008-12-10T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:38:23.832-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Life Is Good</title><content type='html'>Well, Jeff is back to work full time with his company (keep your fingers crossed) and Jacob got a part in the musical version of Snow White (he's a knight).  As far as I'm concerned right now, things can't get any better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-1676054284716446858?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/1676054284716446858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=1676054284716446858' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1676054284716446858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1676054284716446858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-is-good.html' title='Life Is Good'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3896182153948837116</id><published>2008-12-03T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T05:36:37.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mid Week Report...Not Much To Tell!</title><content type='html'>Not much going on in our lives lately. The snow has arrived.....too soon and way too much! We are expecting about four more inches today, so I think it's here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff is still not working and not sure when he will go back. Still waiting, but I'm getting discouraged. I'm trying to stay positive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob has been inspired by Sam, so he is auditioning for the middle school musical.  He feels a little too confident with himself, so I hope he gets a part.  He is a "ham" by nature and when I looked on his audition sheet, he indicated that he should have a comedic role.  He thinks he is a shoe in, and we should know by Monday if he got a part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids have two more weeks of school and then it's winter break. I love having them home and we have lots of big plans. We are also traveling to Louisville over break and will meet up with some of their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also planning my birthday party. I can hardly believe I am turning 40! I remember vividly when my mom turned 40 (I was 20 years old). And, that doesn't seem all that long ago. It amazes me that the older we get, the faster time goes. I find myself wondering if this is how I thought I would be when I turned 40. Have I accomplished all I wanted? I'll let you know how that turns out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3896182153948837116?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3896182153948837116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3896182153948837116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3896182153948837116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3896182153948837116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/12/mid-week-reportnot-much-to-tell.html' title='Mid Week Report...Not Much To Tell!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3702793750043042797</id><published>2008-11-24T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T05:48:49.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>All Good Things Must Come To An End......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SSqwsJsEoZI/AAAAAAAAAII/Cbi09ZmGYdk/s1600-h/DSCF1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272220586352091538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SSqwsJsEoZI/AAAAAAAAAII/Cbi09ZmGYdk/s200/DSCF1273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'll start by saying that the musical is finally over and life can get back to normal. Sam did a fabulous job playing a gambler, cowboy tourist and drunk. He played the drunk really well and I'm still trying to find out where he got his "inspiration!" I think he has found his niche and I couldn't be happier about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeff went back to work, but it only lasted eight days. Apparently jobs are really behind on getting started, so again, we wait. However, I'm getting really tired of waiting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are excited about Thanksgiving this week. The boys have two days of school and they are excited about that. We are going to my brothers house to have dinner with the family. Each year my brother has a scavenger hunt for all the kids. They figure out clues to find their "treasure" which is a gift from my parents. They love it and my brother has alot of fun making up the clues for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone has an enjoyable Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3702793750043042797?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3702793750043042797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3702793750043042797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3702793750043042797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3702793750043042797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title='All Good Things Must Come To An End......'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SSqwsJsEoZI/AAAAAAAAAII/Cbi09ZmGYdk/s72-c/DSCF1273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3096985537933156887</id><published>2008-11-16T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T04:12:44.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dwarfism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Dwarfism Awareness Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SSKviNzdVII/AAAAAAAAAIA/zaF4gtpIyaA/s1600-h/any+and+knoah22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269967516332807298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SSKviNzdVII/AAAAAAAAAIA/zaF4gtpIyaA/s200/any+and+knoah22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        My "little" buddy, Knoah, at our first meeting. He is the sweetest boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SSKvbqosk9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/UCthS0Fdg3w/s1600-h/amy+and+knoah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269967403813213138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SSKvbqosk9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/UCthS0Fdg3w/s200/amy+and+knoah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SSC5aCR_n3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/1aLxYIcXGaU/s1600-h/dwarfism+awareness...sam+was+here!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269415420963561330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SSC5aCR_n3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/1aLxYIcXGaU/s200/dwarfism+awareness...sam+was+here!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonya over at &lt;a href="http://blogsmonroe.com/disability/"&gt;"What Is Normal?" &lt;/a&gt;has declared this Dwarfism Awareness Week. She wants those of us that have had the unfortunate outcome of losing a child to dwarfism to explain why we decided to carry on with the pregnancy and fight for our little one's life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Colleen was diagnosed at my 20 week ultrasound. I had gone to the appointment that morning, had the ultrasound and was told the baby I was carrying was a girl. I assumed everything was fine because they congratulated me and sent me on my way. Later that night, around 8pm, my doctor called me at home. He said that things looked okay on the ultrasound, but the arm and legs were measuring a little shorter than they should be. He said that it could possibly be due to the fact that we are not tall people, but he wanted me to go to Michigan State University to get a second opinion. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to the appointment at MSU not really understanding why I was going there. I met with a genetic counselor. She explained they would be doing an ultrasound and an amnio. I had the procedures done, and the counselor called my mom and I into a private room. She had the term "Thanatophoric Dysplasia" written on the white board. When I saw that, I knew something was wrong, but had no idea the devestation she was about to share with me. She frankly stated that my baby had this condition and would not survive. That was it. No empathy whatsoever. Just short and not so sweet. TD is a very rare type of dwarfism in which the chest cavity is too small for the lungs to develop. Therefore, survival is impossible. Colleen would probably be born alive, but only survive for a few minutes. She basically wanted me to make a decision right then and there to terminate the pregnancy. Of course, my mom and I were in shock and just wanted to run out of the room. I told her we would follow up with my doctor and left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, there was no way I was going to terminate the pregnancy. For starters, I simply don't agree with abortion. And, how could they be so sure this diagnosis was correct? After all, they wouldn't know for sure until she was born. The next few months were exhausting. I continued doctor visits and went to a few specialists. I did some research, but the internet wasn't what it is today. My doctor had never seen this, so he was at a loss as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't prepare to bring my baby home, but prepared for her departure from earth. My parents had made arrangements with the funeral home. In the meantime, I was going to see my doctor once a week. He was concerned about her head size. Once her head size was at 40 weeks he wanted to induce. He was kind and didn't want there to be complications that would cause a c-section. He said I had enough to deal with and didn't need to have major surgery on top of everything else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While the weeks passed, I prayed constantly, asking God to please let her live. I didn't mind that she was a little person. I had made big plans for us! I think even up to the day that I delivered I still had an ounce of hope that she would be okay and the diagnosis would be all wrong. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was induced at 32 weeks, and after two days of labor, delivered my beautiful baby girl. As soon as she was delivered, several specialists came in to take a look at her and confirm the diagnosis. One doctor just looked at me with his head down, and said that it was TD. They left the room quickly so we could spend her final minutes together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been so blessed to have come into contact with mothers that wanted their children to survive the grim diagnosis of TD and other fatal skeletal dysplasia's. We have given eachother support because no one else knows how we feel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had the joy of meeting &lt;a href="http://blogsmonroe.com/disability/"&gt;Knoah&lt;/a&gt; last week. He's a two year old, healthy, thriving little person. I went to his doctor appointment with his mom. I listened as Tonya rattled off measurements and symptoms. She is Knoah's advocate and does such a great job. But, we all should be advocates for our children! No matter what the situation!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, please, use the week to become familar to dwarfism. I'm sure most don't know that there are over 200 kinds of dwarfism! There is so much to learn and if you want to know, don't stare, just ask!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. 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What a relief!  Gotta love Michigan!  Jeff has worked for this company for almost 16 years and this has never happened.  The longest layoff he had ever experienced was a week, and that was usually over Christmas.  We can only hope that this economy turns around, because we can't afford for this to happen again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2694812065305604329?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2694812065305604329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2694812065305604329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2694812065305604329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2694812065305604329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7572717894523294321</id><published>2008-10-31T18:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T18:20:44.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>I was thinking about this today....It was 16 years ago that Jeff and I found out that we were expecting our first child. We had been married for about six months and had wanted to start a family right away. We were thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very sick with that pregnancy. Morning, noon and night sickness! I couldn't eat or drink anything without getting sick. I lost about 15 pounds in my first trimester. (Sometimes I wish for morning sickness now...that seems easier than dieting!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I have had three more children, my pregnancy with Colleen is the one that really stands out. I remember certain smells, or clothes that I wore. I don't recall those kinds of things with the others. It's funny how your mind doesn't let you forget those important, meaningful things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7572717894523294321?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7572717894523294321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7572717894523294321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7572717894523294321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7572717894523294321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/10/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7212384183581148505</id><published>2008-10-27T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:35:10.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>In Remembrance .....Mark Vreeland</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we attended a memorial service for our dear friend, Mark.  He had been battling colon cancer for the past couple of years.  He was only 45 years old.  Over the past couple of weeks, I have tried to wrap my mind around his death.  He was very active, healthy eater, a farmer and took great care of himself.  I just wonder why did this disease take over his body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He remarried three years ago to a wonderful woman.  This was also her second marriage.  Her first husband died of cancer.  People keep saying that God sent her to Mark and he was blessed to have her during his final days.  I totally agree.  She was amazing.  But I wonder everyday...why would God have this happen to her twice?  She is about my age...late thirties.  And to have gone through losing a spouse twice?  I just can't wrap my mind around it.  But, she has been a shining example of a loving, caring wife.  Yesterday was the first time I saw her let her guard down and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark started a teen speech club in our church that our boys belonged to.  They had gotten to know him very well over the last couple of years.  They both really looked up to him and took his death hard.  This was the first memorial service the boys had ever been to.  It broke my heart to watch them both shed tears for a man they love and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with Mark and I can honestly say I have never heard anyone say a bad thing about him.  He was one of the most generous and caring people I have ever met and a fine example of a husband, father, son, brother, uncle, friend and mentor.  We have been blessed to have had him in our lives.  He will be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7212384183581148505?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7212384183581148505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7212384183581148505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7212384183581148505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7212384183581148505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-remembrance-mark-vreeland.html' title='In Remembrance .....Mark Vreeland'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2141540431235160429</id><published>2008-10-23T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:52:49.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Jekyll Island, Georgia</title><content type='html'>We had a funfilled vacation in Jekyll Island, Georgia.  We have too many pics to post!  Here are some of the highlights.  We were able to enjoy the beach, golf , have lunch at Paula Deen's restaurant in Savannah and do some sightseeing.  It was a great time with great weather and great friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBj4b_qzaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yCAjDQvOKIw/s1600-h/DSCF1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260314186007367074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBj4b_qzaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yCAjDQvOKIw/s200/DSCF1163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Best $90 ever spent!  &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBjYReMw_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/_3kfWAdt22s/s1600-h/DSCF1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260313633426818034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBjYReMw_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/_3kfWAdt22s/s200/DSCF1150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    My Three Sons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBi61VctyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xZIPOkOE1IM/s1600-h/DSCF1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260313127657715490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBi61VctyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xZIPOkOE1IM/s200/DSCF1190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Sam, Paula Deen and Jacob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                            (not really, just a cut out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBiiSjG0mI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_jow9LsV17U/s1600-h/DSCF1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260312706002899554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBiiSjG0mI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_jow9LsV17U/s200/DSCF1184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Jacob and Jeff took 1st place in a golf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    tourney with our friends Ron and Ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBiKCqWUFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/opIPtxTvJIA/s1600-h/DSCF1188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260312289421447250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBiKCqWUFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/opIPtxTvJIA/s200/DSCF1188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Lunch at The Lady and Sons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                             Savannah, Georgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBhzF3PPFI/AAAAAAAAAHA/EmT4THhxaCM/s1600-h/DSCF1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260311895143824466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBhzF3PPFI/AAAAAAAAAHA/EmT4THhxaCM/s200/DSCF1158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Sam, Hanna and Aspen at the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                         beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBhaqAX0zI/AAAAAAAAAG4/GNNJE0OXHqQ/s1600-h/DSCF1151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260311475349082930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBhaqAX0zI/AAAAAAAAAG4/GNNJE0OXHqQ/s200/DSCF1151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              Grandma and Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2141540431235160429?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2141540431235160429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2141540431235160429' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2141540431235160429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2141540431235160429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/10/jekyll-island-georgia.html' title='Jekyll Island, Georgia'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SQBj4b_qzaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yCAjDQvOKIw/s72-c/DSCF1163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2679713760673902632</id><published>2008-10-22T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:27:29.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="5413358793977672854"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Each player answers the questions about themselves. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people &amp;amp; posts their names, then goes to their blog &amp;amp; leaves them a comment letting them know that they have been tagged &amp;amp; asking them to read your blog. Let the person who tagged you know when you've answered the questions on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 YEARS AGO, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Only had 2 boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Only had 1 chin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Paid $400 for rent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Didn't need a mini van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. didn't need a super, dooper support bra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 THINGS ON TODAY'S TO DO LIST&lt;br /&gt;1. Laundry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Unpack from trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pick up Sam from musical practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Go to post office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to bank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 THINGS I WOULD DO IF I WERE A MILLIONARE&lt;br /&gt;1. Pay cash for house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fully funded college fund for kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Donate to lots of charities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Buy a pimped out mini van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hire someone to clean my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 PLACES I HAVE LIVED&lt;br /&gt;1. Ann Arbor, MI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stockbridge, MI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kalamazoo, MI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Waukesha, WI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Haslett, MI (my fav)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 JOBS I HAVE HAD&lt;br /&gt;1. Cashier at Rax Roast Beef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Waitress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nanny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Receptionist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hairstylist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I am tagging Tonya, Cat, Alicia, Charlene and Amy. You can thank Candi for this!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2679713760673902632?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2679713760673902632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2679713760673902632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2679713760673902632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2679713760673902632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7987979274240386279</id><published>2008-10-13T23:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:59:24.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Leavin' On A Jet Plane</title><content type='html'>It is 2:45 a.m. and we are getting ready to go to the airport.  We are going to Jekyll Island, Georgia for a week.  Looking forward to sunshine, swimming in the ocean and lots of family time.  This is the first time for flying for both Jacob and Thomas so they are both looking forward to it.  Talk to you in a week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7987979274240386279?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7987979274240386279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7987979274240386279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7987979274240386279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7987979274240386279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/10/leavin-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leavin&apos; On A Jet Plane'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7843292277767859795</id><published>2008-10-13T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T04:49:59.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Remembering Avery</title><content type='html'>Today I am thinking of my friend, Candi and her husband, Skeet. One year ago today, their beautiful daughter Avery was born. She was only on this earth for a short time, but she filled so many hearts with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Avery's birth, Candi has reached out to so many despite the grief and mourning she has been going through. She is a very special person and I can't wait for the day that I am able to meet her in person. I wish her and Skeet comfort today as they remember the wonderful gift that was delivered one year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery's link is to the left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7843292277767859795?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7843292277767859795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7843292277767859795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7843292277767859795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7843292277767859795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/10/remembering-avery.html' title='Remembering Avery'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-8205376627144552086</id><published>2008-10-10T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:30:41.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Remembering Theo</title><content type='html'>One year ago today, little Theo Dungey was born.  Although he did not live on this earth very long, he has had a huge impact on so many people.  His parents, Andy and Clare, posted a wonderful tribute to him.  Although I haven't met Andy and Clare, we share the bond of losing a child.  I wish them peace and healing on this day of remembrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Little Dungey link is to the left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-8205376627144552086?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/8205376627144552086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=8205376627144552086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8205376627144552086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8205376627144552086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/10/remembering-theo.html' title='Remembering Theo'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-5908959741085967595</id><published>2008-10-06T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:07:20.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>New Friend!</title><content type='html'>I've added a new link to my friends and favorites.  Her name is Amy, her husband's name is Jeff and they are from Waukesha, Wisconsin.  For those of you who know me well, no, I am not talking about myself and my husband Jeff, who is from Waukesha, Wisconsin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across Amy's blog the other day.  They have recently lost their daughter, Leah, to a form of skeletal dysplasia ( something similar to what Colleen had).  They, like me, are seeking information on the rare condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out her blog, Loving Little Leah.  Truly touching.  I think it was in the stars for us to meet and I look forward to getting to know them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-5908959741085967595?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/5908959741085967595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=5908959741085967595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5908959741085967595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5908959741085967595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-friend.html' title='New Friend!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3478914789902614379</id><published>2008-10-05T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T15:23:56.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas'/><title type='text'>He's A Big Kid Now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SOk-ckBV_SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/nkTWK0e45eU/s1600-h/DSCF1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253799100730965282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SOk-ckBV_SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/nkTWK0e45eU/s200/DSCF1116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very proud to announce (especially to my friends that make fun of me) that Thomas has graduated from bathing in the kitchen sink, to showering!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves to stand in the shower and it's hard to get him out of there. Most of the time I have the curtain half open and leave the bathroom door open, and carry on about my business while he's in there. The other day, he was yelling, "Mom, come 'ere." I run in to find him standing with his back against the water and he says "Look, me washin' me booty!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The baby is growing up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3478914789902614379?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3478914789902614379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3478914789902614379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3478914789902614379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3478914789902614379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/10/hes-big-kid-now.html' title='He&apos;s A Big Kid Now!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SOk-ckBV_SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/nkTWK0e45eU/s72-c/DSCF1116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-1730376448918733590</id><published>2008-10-04T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:27:48.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>It's a Beautiful Day!</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning feeling much better.  I have NO IDEA why those feelings hit me last night.  After thinking about it, I think it's healthy....I don't think we should ever get to a place where we forget about those we have lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gorgeous outside!  Although crisp and cool, it's sunny.  And that makes me happy!  We have alot to do this weekend.  We leave for Jekyll Island, Georgia on the 14th and I want to get some packing done and send it ahead of time.  A rental car doesn't allow much luggage room for five people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote:  Would you be concerned ,if , everytime your two year old son returns from his friend June's house, he's dressed in drag?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-1730376448918733590?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/1730376448918733590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=1730376448918733590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1730376448918733590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1730376448918733590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-beautiful-day.html' title='It&apos;s a Beautiful Day!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7794249051284277899</id><published>2008-10-03T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:40:50.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colleen'/><title type='text'>Missing Colleen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SOa7ieJ1tqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nKP4PRwxEso/s1600-h/DSCF0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253092216258541218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SOa7ieJ1tqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nKP4PRwxEso/s200/DSCF0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight as I sit here, home alone, memories and feelings are taking over my body. I so badly miss my baby girl. I'm not sure why it is hitting me tonight. Maybe because the big boys are with friends and Thomas and Jeff are at a friends house. And, I'm alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just keep thinking, if she had lived, I would have made her life as easy as possible. I would have protected her from cruel people. I would've made sure she was exposed to little people like her as often as possible. I would've had the best doctors taking care of her. I'd make sure she was dressed stylishly and had great hair. I would've supported her in whatever she chose to do. She would have been the most loved daughter on this earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No parent should ever have to watch their child's life slip away before their eyes. I must admit, I am still angry at times. Why? And of course, there is no answer. The only answer is faith. Do I have faith? Do I understand what it means to have faith? Honestly, not so sure at moments like these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7794249051284277899?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7794249051284277899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7794249051284277899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7794249051284277899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7794249051284277899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/10/missing-colleen.html' title='Missing Colleen'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SOa7ieJ1tqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nKP4PRwxEso/s72-c/DSCF0316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-4807183944555640006</id><published>2008-09-28T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T06:34:26.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Homecoming 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SN-DwLLakFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YaOy5Erl3bw/s1600-h/DSCF1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251060554194915410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SN-DwLLakFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YaOy5Erl3bw/s200/DSCF1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam walking in the parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SN-DUAFuXDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KJTk62SdrYk/s1600-h/DSCF1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251060070181919794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SN-DUAFuXDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KJTk62SdrYk/s200/DSCF1084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thomas checking out his loot he got at the parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SN-CNqIhssI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8LNYF4bh5Tw/s1600-h/DSCF1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251058861697249986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SN-CNqIhssI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8LNYF4bh5Tw/s200/DSCF1092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zach, Aaron and Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SN-Bih8K0NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OsfwQfzTrcM/s1600-h/DSCF1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251058120763560146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SN-Bih8K0NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OsfwQfzTrcM/s200/DSCF1091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner at Outback Steakhouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SN-A2u64wBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WNuNtd8QvEQ/s1600-h/DSCF1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251057368333598738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SN-A2u64wBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WNuNtd8QvEQ/s200/DSCF1095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Sam &amp;amp; his friend Kalene &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-4807183944555640006?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/4807183944555640006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=4807183944555640006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4807183944555640006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4807183944555640006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/09/homecoming-2008.html' title='Homecoming 2008'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SN-DwLLakFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YaOy5Erl3bw/s72-c/DSCF1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-1909636918431658204</id><published>2008-09-24T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T04:26:51.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Wednesday.....Again!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's Wednesday again, already! It has been such a busy week so far, time is slipping away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have big plans for Friday.....it's Homecoming here in Haslett. Parade, football game and then the big dance on Saturday night. Sam is going with a couple of buddies. They will go to dinner first and then the dance. He's looking forward to it. We bought him a new outfit so he will look sharp. I'm sure I'll have lots of pics to post over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out Tonya's blog ( What is Normal link on left) and vote!! And, if you want to see photo's of cute "little" Owen, check out "How Life is Measured."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-1909636918431658204?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/1909636918431658204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=1909636918431658204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1909636918431658204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1909636918431658204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-believe-its-wednesday-again.html' title='Wednesday.....Again!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-6814051638081273156</id><published>2008-09-17T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T06:52:08.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Another Mid Week Update</title><content type='html'>It's Wednesday again, and really not much to report.  Taking Thomas to the doctor today...he has some kind of infection or something in a place that is unmentionable.  I'll just say that he's been naked for quite some time, and really has no intention of using the potty because I've been cleaning up his messes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff is gone...again.  He'll be home on Friday and hopefully we can get our yard ready for fall, put the pop up away, and get some stuff done around the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question to throw out....Sam is a freshman and 14 years old.  The homecoming dance is next weekend.  He wants to take a "friend" from another school district to the dance.  Now, he says they are just friends and she wants to attend our dance because her school dance is "lame."  We have gone around and around about this.  I don't think he needs to take a date...but, he says it's not a date.  This is where parenting gets rough.  I'm trying to be respectful of his feelings.  What would you do if you were in my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great rest of the week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-6814051638081273156?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/6814051638081273156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=6814051638081273156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6814051638081273156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6814051638081273156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-mid-week-update.html' title='Another Mid Week Update'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2355415592306921532</id><published>2008-09-15T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:05:04.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Seeking Suggestions....</title><content type='html'>My blog friend, Tonya, is starting to potty train her son Knoah who is 21 months old.  Thomas is 26 months now and I really need to start training him.  It's been about ten years since I've done this, so I am looking for suggestions to help Thomas find an interest!  Please pass on your helpful hints.  I long for the day of NOT buying diapers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2355415592306921532?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2355415592306921532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2355415592306921532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2355415592306921532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2355415592306921532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/09/seeking-suggestions.html' title='Seeking Suggestions....'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-4067858430681770217</id><published>2008-09-10T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T07:12:01.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mid Week Update (for anyone that cares!)</title><content type='html'>It has been pretty exciting in our house the past couple of days.  Besides getting a part in the school musical, Sam auditioned and made our schools "Mens Ensemble."  This is a small group of very talented young men in our high school.  The ensemble is an extra cirricular choir that practice twice a week in the evening.  The group has won numerous awards throughout the country and has been selected to sing in several places including Los Angeles, Carnegie Hall and for Pope John ll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is beside himself with pride and I don't blame him.  I was so worried about him making it in high school and he has taken that worry away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob has adjusted to 7th grade very well and really likes all of his teachers.  He's not doing any sports this fall, but he thinks he will play basketball in the winter and then of course lacrosse in the spring.  He's off to a great start as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff is still working out of town during the week.  This is week number three and it's really starting to take it's toll.  But, what are you gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to report.  School has begun, therefore, so has the homework, meetings and running kids around town!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-4067858430681770217?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/4067858430681770217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=4067858430681770217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4067858430681770217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4067858430681770217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/09/mid-week-update-for-anyone-that-cares.html' title='Mid Week Update (for anyone that cares!)'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3491223241692129974</id><published>2008-09-07T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T15:17:32.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Prayers, Please.....</title><content type='html'>Today I have thought about some of my friends that have been going through very trying times.  First our friend, Mark.  He has been battling colon cancer.  And just this week, he couldn't walk and they found tumors on his spine and did surgery to remove them, hoping he will regain the ability to walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friend Nathan's mom, Melanie, who is battling ovarian cancer.  A young woman ( in her 50's), a beautiful woman, wife, mother, grandmother and friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Candi.  Hoping that she will carry this pregnancy to term after losing their first child to a rare type of dwarfism last year.  ( Her blog link is to the left...Baby Houston)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Micah.  A great young man who suffered a brain injury last year and continues to surprise his family each day with his progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of the things all of these people are going through, I have to realize that in reality, my problems aren't so bad.  Jeff being layed off for six months pales in comparison to what these people are going through right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please send up a prayer for all of those I have mentioned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3491223241692129974?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3491223241692129974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3491223241692129974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3491223241692129974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3491223241692129974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayers-please.html' title='Prayers, Please.....'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2923627263432220461</id><published>2008-09-02T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:34:46.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>And The Tony Award Goes To........</title><content type='html'>SAM WELCH!!!!!  Sam auditioned for the school musical, Guys and Dolls, last week.  He just received an email that he got a part.  It's a small part, but hey.....I'm sure that this is how all the great ones started!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2923627263432220461?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2923627263432220461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2923627263432220461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2923627263432220461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2923627263432220461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-tony-award-goes-to.html' title='And The Tony Award Goes To........'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7837498315423590970</id><published>2008-09-02T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:26:31.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Memory of the Day.....</title><content type='html'>I sent the boys off to school this morning.  I can't believe that Sam is now in high school and Jacob is a seventh grader.  Even more, I can't believe I have a two year old sitting in the living room watching Blues Clues as I write this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sending them out the door this morning, I started thinking about days gone by.  For some reason, this story popped in my head.....  Sam, Jacob and I were driving to one of Sam's baseball games.  It was quite a drive so we had time to talk.  (Jacob was 6 and Sam, 8)  I decided to start what I thought would be a profound conversation.  I asked them both what they would like to be when they grow up.  Without skipping a beat, Jacob says very matter of factly:  " Well, I always wondered what it would be like to be tall, thin and maybe have a moustache!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's kids have a great first day of school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7837498315423590970?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7837498315423590970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7837498315423590970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7837498315423590970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7837498315423590970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/09/memory-of-day.html' title='Memory of the Day.....'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-5913233807088002077</id><published>2008-09-01T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T11:11:52.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sand Lake '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLv9dH2YTtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qm0ZvU36D64/s1600-h/DSCF0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241061268140871378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLv9dH2YTtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qm0ZvU36D64/s200/DSCF0633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks like Thomas had a few while on the boatride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLv9KKLJ-6I/AAAAAAAAADw/Py0iGX0__sE/s1600-h/DSCF0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241060942347369378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLv9KKLJ-6I/AAAAAAAAADw/Py0iGX0__sE/s200/DSCF0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying some down time and cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLv82D-rxHI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZWb5V8mpPBs/s1600-h/DSCF0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241060597087061106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLv82D-rxHI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZWb5V8mpPBs/s200/DSCF0626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Jacob chillin' on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLv8fF9rsmI/AAAAAAAAADg/KYrZ7t-Efa4/s1600-h/DSCF0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241060202482741858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLv8fF9rsmI/AAAAAAAAADg/KYrZ7t-Efa4/s200/DSCF0625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thomas, the captain and Junie, his first mate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLv8HirKyMI/AAAAAAAAADY/wLCSxLTnTZs/s1600-h/DSCF0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241059797872855234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLv8HirKyMI/AAAAAAAAADY/wLCSxLTnTZs/s200/DSCF0620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovin' the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent Sunday at Sand Lake, which is located in southern Michigan. One of the girls I was a nanny for, Ann, has in-laws that live on the lake and open their home to all of us once or twice a year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a perfect day. Lots of food, beer and fun. Thomas had a great time, which surprised me. He has just taken to the water recently and I didn't know how he would do with the lake. Well, we couldn't get him out of the water! He absolutely loved it and kept asking to go back in. He also got to drive the "big boat" which made his day.&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/2465027679041117767-5913233807088002077?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/5913233807088002077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=5913233807088002077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5913233807088002077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5913233807088002077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/09/sand-lake-08.html' title='Sand Lake &apos;08'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLv9dH2YTtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qm0ZvU36D64/s72-c/DSCF0633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-8496376764728824196</id><published>2008-08-29T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T06:19:35.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Oh Danny Boy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLfv1HZFeeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_xYSkT3F_ts/s1600-h/danny+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239920387265231330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLfv1HZFeeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_xYSkT3F_ts/s200/danny+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLfvn3RtflI/AAAAAAAAADI/CeNv-BIwYRw/s1600-h/danny1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239920159601032786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLfvn3RtflI/AAAAAAAAADI/CeNv-BIwYRw/s200/danny1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The youngest of the kids I was a nanny to, Dan, was on fire last night. In the first half of the game he threw two touchdown passes and ran for a touchdown himself. There was a really nice article about him in the paper yesterday as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He changed schools last year due to the fact that his previous high school didn't use a quarterback and he was not able to play to his fullest potential. Transfering schools paid off......East Lansing beat Haslett for the first time in four years! (With a score of 28-7)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had worked for their family for about a year when the mom sat me down to tell me she was expecting again. I was totally shocked. There were already seven kids, the youngest being 4. But when he arrived, I instantly fell in love with him. He was the sweetest baby ever! I thought all babies were like him.....and then I had Sam and found out that's not the case! He's grown into an awesome young man and I feel blessed to have him in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out the article at &lt;a href="http://www.lsj.com/"&gt;http://www.lsj.com/&lt;/a&gt; (August 28th sports section)&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/2465027679041117767-8496376764728824196?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/8496376764728824196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=8496376764728824196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8496376764728824196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8496376764728824196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-danny-boy.html' title='Oh Danny Boy!!!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SLfv1HZFeeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_xYSkT3F_ts/s72-c/danny+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-462641605010676348</id><published>2008-08-26T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T06:17:00.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freinds'/><title type='text'>Are You Ready For Some Football?</title><content type='html'>This week is pretty uneventful.  Trying to get the boys ready for school.  Jacob, Thomas and I will hit Target later today to finish up our supply shopping.  Jeff is off to Ann Arbor for the week to work for a friend of ours.  His boss says his company will pick back up in about a month.  So, it's been six L O N G months since his lay off.  At least there is an end in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night we head up to the high school for our first football game of the season.  My nephew graduated, so we really don't know many of the players.  But, the quarterback for the opposing team is one of the kids I used to nanny for.  It freaks me out!  He wasn't even a twinkle in his mom's eye when I began taking care of his seven brothers and sisters and now he's a senior.  Our family and most of his brothers and sisters and their families will meet up before the game to eat dinner and drink to his success!  But, I'm still from Haslett, so I hope we keep up our streak of winning against East Lansing.  Go Vikings!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-462641605010676348?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/462641605010676348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=462641605010676348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/462641605010676348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/462641605010676348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/08/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are You Ready For Some Football?'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-1351872519168275757</id><published>2008-08-20T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T06:21:35.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Reunited And It Feels So Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SKy2U_4Z6FI/AAAAAAAAADA/BflvbwYWB4I/s1600-h/DSCF0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236760938586695762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SKy2U_4Z6FI/AAAAAAAAADA/BflvbwYWB4I/s200/DSCF0608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ***Disclaimer:  Sam says it looks like I have five 'o clock shadow in this picture.  I guess it wasn't good lighting!*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday, my friend Kristie arrived. Kristie and I met at camp when we were 16, so that means it was 23 years ago this summer. We have kept in touch ever since and now we try to get together at least once a year, sometimes more. She lives in San Diego, so it's always a big ordeal to visit eachother. It would be so much easier if she would move back home to Minnesota where she belongs. We had a great visit watching movies, the olympics and attended my friend Renee's son's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeff and Sam left on Saturday to pick Jacob up from camp. Now, I was hoping he was still there since he did not call me at all during his 8 day stay there. But, he did call me as soon as he got in the car. The first thing he said was...."Mom, last night I danced with 13 REAL girls!" He was so proud of himself! Apparantly he earned the nickname "Dancemaster" from the girls. I say good for him! He is already talking about going back next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad he's home and our life is getting back to normal. Only 13 days until school starts. Lots to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-1351872519168275757?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/1351872519168275757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=1351872519168275757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1351872519168275757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1351872519168275757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/08/reunited-and-it-feels-so-good.html' title='Reunited And It Feels So Good!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SKy2U_4Z6FI/AAAAAAAAADA/BflvbwYWB4I/s72-c/DSCF0608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-1558651701056067366</id><published>2008-08-14T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T05:11:20.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Day Five........</title><content type='html'>Nope.  Nothing.  Nada.  Zip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just telling myself he's having a great time (thanks to Cat and Jennifer)!  You never know what today will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots to do.  Kristie is arriving at 4pm in Detroit.  Still have to get groceries and finish up some cleaning.  Renee is coming as well tomorrow so I can do her hair for her son's wedding on Sunday.  So, it should be easy for me to not miss him today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-1558651701056067366?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/1558651701056067366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=1558651701056067366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1558651701056067366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1558651701056067366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-five.html' title='Day Five........'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-6769730718656212036</id><published>2008-08-12T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:07:26.952-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>What's He (Not) Trying To Say?</title><content type='html'>Okay. It's been three days since Jacob left and I've talked to him once. And, that phone call got cut off due to the bad connection and he didn't even call me back. What does that mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-6769730718656212036?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/6769730718656212036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=6769730718656212036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6769730718656212036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6769730718656212036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-he-trying-to-say.html' title='What&apos;s He (Not) Trying To Say?'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-1201331971649823482</id><published>2008-08-09T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:12:39.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Spreading His Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SJ4kWvRp3eI/AAAAAAAAACo/7Hwj0v2wPHY/s1600-h/0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232659790117330402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SJ4kWvRp3eI/AAAAAAAAACo/7Hwj0v2wPHY/s200/0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just sent Jacob off to camp for the second time this month. He just returned a week ago from camp in Ohio. That one lasted three days, but with travel time, it was four. He left today and won't be home until next Sunday night. Jeff and Sam will be taking a guy road trip to Pennsylvania to pick him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I will be a wreck this week, but at least I'll be busy. My BFF comes to town on Thursday so I have to clean, do laundry, grocery shop, etc. I'll just have to look forward to my phone calls from Jacob. I asked him to call me everynight and he thought I was crazy. So, we'll see how often he decides to call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would be this hard to let one of my kids leave me for an extended amount of time. I really love spending time with Jacob. He's got a great sense of humor and is really funny most of the time. But, he's 12, and it's time to let him spread his wings a bit. It still makes me sad though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-1201331971649823482?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/1201331971649823482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=1201331971649823482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1201331971649823482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1201331971649823482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/08/spreading-his-wings.html' title='Spreading His Wings'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SJ4kWvRp3eI/AAAAAAAAACo/7Hwj0v2wPHY/s72-c/0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-878047595377449383</id><published>2008-08-05T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:39:05.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Handy Tommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SJjDrtlsi8I/AAAAAAAAACg/fEOoUuOTvpk/s1600-h/DSCF0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231146122930326466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SJjDrtlsi8I/AAAAAAAAACg/fEOoUuOTvpk/s200/DSCF0568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only hope that Thomas still loves mowing the lawn when he's a teenager!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-878047595377449383?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/878047595377449383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=878047595377449383' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/878047595377449383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/878047595377449383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/08/handy-tommy.html' title='Handy Tommy'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SJjDrtlsi8I/AAAAAAAAACg/fEOoUuOTvpk/s72-c/DSCF0568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3082958245916059031</id><published>2008-08-02T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T15:22:23.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Rest In Peace, HogAss</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine was killed this week by a hit and run driver.  Troy was 31 years old.  He had just done some soul searching in his life, found God, and was really ready to find a woman he could marry and raise a family with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He was friends with my friend Judy's sons.  He was always at family gatherings, weddings, etc.  He was truly one of the funniest people I have ever met. His nickname was "HogAss", and , that's what he preferred to be called.  He was hilarious and will be sadly and greatly missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3082958245916059031?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3082958245916059031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3082958245916059031' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3082958245916059031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3082958245916059031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/08/rest-in-peace-hogass.html' title='Rest In Peace, HogAss'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-8943460444011457072</id><published>2008-07-29T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:39:06.268-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Dad's Last Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SI9lRbTWeEI/AAAAAAAAABw/--RH114kkrM/s1600-h/100_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228509042461538370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SI9lRbTWeEI/AAAAAAAAABw/--RH114kkrM/s200/100_0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason the wrong date is being displayed. Today's date is July 31st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a big day in our family. It's my dad's last day of work. He is retiring after working in the public school system for over thirty years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I'd tell you a bit about my dad. He is one of fifteen kids. He grew up extremely poor and sometimes had to live with a foster family. Two of his brothers were adopted out...one by an uncle that he sees fairly often and the other, well, we just don't know where he is. My grandfather was an alcoholic who wasn't around much, and left my grandma with all the kids. There were times when she would call social services and tell them to come get her kids because there was no food in the house. My dad's bedroom was the back of a station wagon. He had his first job at the tender age of four, asking a man that owned a gas station if he needed any help. That man and his family later tried to adopt my dad, but was unable to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He married my mom when he was 18 and she was 16. Can you believe it?! And they didn't even "have" to. I didn't come around until three years later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad started out as a custodian for the schools. He took classes and worked his way up to mechanical maintenance. Then, about 20 years ago , a great guy took a chance on my dad and hired him as an adminstrator for our local school district. I've never told my dad how proud I was when he told us he got that job.  He may not have been the most qualified "on paper", but he had the first hand experience in all of the jobs he would be overseeing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, today, he retires with lots of memories...headaches, hardaches and happy ones too. I know he totally deserves a break. He really is the hardest working man I have ever met in my life( and the funniest) . I'm so proud to call him my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-8943460444011457072?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/8943460444011457072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=8943460444011457072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8943460444011457072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8943460444011457072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/07/dads-last-day.html' title='Dad&apos;s Last Day!!!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SI9lRbTWeEI/AAAAAAAAABw/--RH114kkrM/s72-c/100_0492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2636783514923491827</id><published>2008-07-25T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:41:56.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Barb's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Tonight we celebrated my mom turning 59 years young!  We all went to my brother Tod's house and had a nice Italian dinner complete with wine and fab cheesecake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family started a tradition last year.  On someone's birthday, we make a "love jar."  In this jar are slips of paper with reasons why we love that person.  We try to make as many as the year the person is turning.  I don't think we made 59 this time, as much as we love her!  The birthday person has to read them outloud and guess who wrote the particular note.  My mom is a pretty good guesser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got some lovely gifts and we had a great night.  After dinner, Thomas decided it was time to finally go into the pool.  He has been deathly afraid of water for some reason.  He still takes his nightly bath in the kitchen sink!  He lept over the hurdle tonight and made his mama proud! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  We met my nephew's girlfriend for the first time....we were all on our best behavior as to not embarrass him......this time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2636783514923491827?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2636783514923491827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2636783514923491827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2636783514923491827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2636783514923491827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/07/barbs-birthday.html' title='Barb&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7625802939855369903</id><published>2008-07-22T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T07:00:41.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Jeff "The Tool Man" Welch</title><content type='html'>This week kind of got "messed up."  Jeff ended up coming home after his "men's weekend" in Wisconsin and not staying the entire week.  But, this is good.  We have been working on putting a bedroom in the basement for Sam, and now this project can get finished this week.  I also need him to paint and repair around the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff is a carpenter, but it's the old cliche that he does things for everyone else, but not around our house.  It's almost embarrassing when I tell people that he's a carpenter and then they look around our house!  But, I'm on a mission to get him to finish these projects this week.  Sam and Jacob are going to brawl if they have to share a room for a minute longer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7625802939855369903?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7625802939855369903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7625802939855369903' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7625802939855369903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7625802939855369903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/07/jeff-tool-man-welch.html' title='Jeff &quot;The Tool Man&quot; Welch'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-438061380477935840</id><published>2008-07-14T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:51:16.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mid Summer Report</title><content type='html'>Life has been pretty uneventful for once, and that's okay by me!  I attended a bridal shower this weekend for my friends son.  It's so weird that my friends kids are getting married and some are now grandparents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we did some school shopping.  I like to start early and get the good deals on summer sales.  Sam cleaned up and is pretty much done with the exception of shoes.  We'll have to go back out for Bubba.  He just wasn't in a shopping mood today.  Thomas was great except that he stole a wallet from The Children's Place.  My mom noticed he had it at our next stop, so she returned to the store with him to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff is leaving town again this weekend for the week.  I decided to take next week off and hang with the boys and try to find some fun things to do in the exciting  town of Lansing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having an enjoyable summer thus far!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-438061380477935840?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/438061380477935840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=438061380477935840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/438061380477935840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/438061380477935840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/07/mid-summer-report.html' title='Mid Summer Report'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3474996923426737812</id><published>2008-07-08T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:19:58.952-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Family Camping Ain't So Bad</title><content type='html'>We are back from camping and it really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. We only had one "snafu" (I don't know if that's how you spell it!). My parents and brother left about 2pm on Thursday to go get their site set up. They called to tell us that the campground had no power and they were looking for another site. All of you campers, you are probably wondering what the big deal is, right? Well, we don't camp like normal people. We must have electricity because we all can't sleep without a fan. We must have water, because who wants to shower in the nasty bath house? So, we finally found a site that was available (which was hard to do since it was a holiday weekend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice campground and we got set up. I had to leave shortly after getting there to meet my friends Renee and Diane to see Les Miserables at the Augusta Barn Theatre. It was a beautiful night and the performance was great. Got back to the campground to find everyone sleeping and I settled into the tent where it was FREEZING!! Needless to say, I got zero sleep the first night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campground reminded me of Kellermans from Dirty Dancing. They had lots of activities including an ice cream social, movie night and karaoke. The boys fished and swam and played putt putt golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into Battle Creek for the hot air balloon festival and saw the Thunderbirds air show which was awesome. We came back sunburned and tired, but we all had a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3474996923426737812?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3474996923426737812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3474996923426737812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3474996923426737812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3474996923426737812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-are-back-from-camping-and-it-really.html' title='Family Camping Ain&apos;t So Bad'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7930799492280415269</id><published>2008-07-03T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:12:57.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>There's A First Time For Everything</title><content type='html'>Well, for the very first time ever, my extended family and I are going camping together this weekend. My parents have a travel trailer that they will be sleeping in as well as my brother and his family and our Sweet Pea. Jeff , the boys, and I will be tenting it. Please think of me because I have a feeling it's not going to be as smooth sailing as everyone thinks it will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7930799492280415269?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7930799492280415269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7930799492280415269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7930799492280415269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7930799492280415269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/07/there.html' title='There&apos;s A First Time For Everything'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-1927903572956726689</id><published>2008-06-29T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T06:12:19.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LPA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>It's A Small World</title><content type='html'>We are home after two great days at the LPA conference.  The boys and I learned so much.  We met people from all over the country and made some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We volunteered in the kids camp.  There were usually 20 to 40 kids who came in ranging in age from one to twelve.  Sam and Jacob oversaw video game tournaments, and played with the older kids.  I was with the younger ones just playing, coloring and talking.  It was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys attended a dance on Wednesday night, and then again on Thursday night.  They had so much fun mingling with everyone and they were very disappointed when it was time to leave.  The conference is in NYC next summer and they are already making plans to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be contacting the LPA this week to join the organization.  I spoke with a new friend, who is taking over the parent coordinator position, and she had suggestions of things I could do within the organization.  One being helping those that have lost children to dwarfism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about this new chapter that my life is now turning to.  When I start something new, I dive in.  I don't start something unless I truly believe in it.  And knowing that I have the support of my family, who also wants to be involved, is incredible to me.  I am so glad that the boys were able to volunteer with me.  It opened their eyes to a whole different world.  We talked about what it would be like for them if they were the only average size person in their school, and once a year they were able to spend a week with others their size.  They respect differences in people and that makes me so proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-1927903572956726689?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/1927903572956726689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=1927903572956726689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1927903572956726689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1927903572956726689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-small-world.html' title='It&apos;s A Small World'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-6508907876798769314</id><published>2008-06-24T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:39:06.598-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LPA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>LPA Conference - Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SGDpA1Ba0HI/AAAAAAAAABo/83s0o8vIvsw/s1600-h/DSCF0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215424568937336946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SGDpA1Ba0HI/AAAAAAAAABo/83s0o8vIvsw/s200/DSCF0439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SGDotCsEMEI/AAAAAAAAABg/5DBFlDqLnw0/s1600-h/DSCF0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215424229008486466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SGDotCsEMEI/AAAAAAAAABg/5DBFlDqLnw0/s200/DSCF0434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We attended our first LPA (Little People of America) conference on Sunday. The boys went with me to help out. They worked in the Kids Camp that catered to kids ages 4 thru 12. They had video game tournaments and played nerf dodgeball. They made some friends and had a great time. They didn't want to leave!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worked in the baby and toddler room. So much fun! I met a little guy that I had been reading about through his mom's blog and got to hang out with him for a few hours. These kids were so well behaved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that night we went to a Q &amp;amp; A session with the Roloff family of Little People Big World. It was really nice hearing what they had to say. And after, the boys were able to take a photo with them. The Roloff's will be there all week, so hopefully when we go back tomorrow, I can talk with them for a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We head back tomorrow and stay through Thursday. I'm sure I'll have some fun memories to share!&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/2465027679041117767-6508907876798769314?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/6508907876798769314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=6508907876798769314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6508907876798769314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6508907876798769314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/06/lpa-conference-sunday.html' title='LPA Conference - Sunday'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SGDpA1Ba0HI/AAAAAAAAABo/83s0o8vIvsw/s72-c/DSCF0439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-4277645785869781152</id><published>2008-06-21T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T14:48:25.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>And We're Off!</title><content type='html'>The boys and I head to Detroit tomorrow for our first day of volunteering at the LPA conference.  They were short handed, so the boys are tagging along to help out.  They are really looking forward to it.  We are hoping to check out some of the other activities while we aren't working.  The boys would like to see some of the sporting events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be back tomorrow night, and go back to Detroit on Wednesday and stay into Thursday.  I hope to have lots of pics to post when we return!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-4277645785869781152?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/4277645785869781152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=4277645785869781152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4277645785869781152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4277645785869781152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-were-off.html' title='And We&apos;re Off!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-769173470683600110</id><published>2008-06-17T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T09:53:27.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>My BFF just told me she is coming to visit in August.  I can't wait!!  We always have alot of fun together.  I like her at my house because I have a female to talk to and hang out with.  She likes being at my house because I cook for her, do her hair, and let her relax (she does not do these things for me when I visit, however!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll have lots of fun stories when she leaves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-769173470683600110?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/769173470683600110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=769173470683600110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/769173470683600110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/769173470683600110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-happy-day.html' title='Oh Happy Day!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2482982001524277501</id><published>2008-06-16T06:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T06:29:50.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Tears for Georgia</title><content type='html'>On Saturday evening, I attended the memorial service of Baby Georgia, daughter of Josh and Alicia.  It was a perfect evening...we were outside and the weather was awesome.  Their pastor said a few words , we listened to a song, and then sat around talking for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service brought back so many memories for me.  I sat there remembering the one we had for Colleen.  Most of all, the emotions came flooding back and as I sat there I thought about how I was the only one there that really knew how Josh and Alicia were feeling at that moment.  My heart ached for them because there is nothing in this world that compares to the pain of losing your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the service was the beginning of the closure that they are seeking.  The pain truly never goes away, but it does get a bit easier as time goes on.  I wish Josh and Alicia healing and comfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2482982001524277501?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2482982001524277501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2482982001524277501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2482982001524277501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2482982001524277501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/06/tears-for-georgia.html' title='Tears for Georgia'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-5026364498625892187</id><published>2008-06-10T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T12:44:53.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Back To "Normal"</title><content type='html'>Jeff returned home last night after being in Wisconsin for another week.  He doesn't have to go back and I am so glad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer break has officially begun and so have the "what are we gonna do today"'s.  Sam is taking a film class at the high school this week, which he really enjoys.  Next week both boys will be volunteering at a "camp".  Our school district has a summer enrichment program for kids that are learning impaired who can't participate in other camps the community offers.  There are about six kids that attend the camp.  Sam and Bubba will be helping out at the camp and they are excited about it.  I think that they will learn alot and I am very proud that they are doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubba is going to his first overnight camp in July in Ohio.  He's excited, I'm a wreck!  Then I remember how my parents put me on a bus for Minnesota for three weeks at camp when I was 12.  I don't know how they did it! (Jacob's camp is just 3 nights away from home......but still!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are off and running for the summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-5026364498625892187?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/5026364498625892187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=5026364498625892187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5026364498625892187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5026364498625892187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-normal.html' title='Back To &quot;Normal&quot;'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-7897645703415741545</id><published>2008-06-04T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T07:17:48.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Not Much Happening.....And I Like It That Way!</title><content type='html'>This week is pretty calm and I couldn't be happier.  It's the last week of school, lacrosse is done for the season and the weather has been decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting the yard work done and planting flowers.  Jeff is gone again this week but will be home on Saturday night.  Thomas can't wait because he likes to see dad get off of the "choo-choo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we are gearing up for summer.  I'm making my plans to go to Detroit for the LPA conference in a couple of weeks.  I can't wait.  I think it will be alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7897645703415741545?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7897645703415741545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7897645703415741545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7897645703415741545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7897645703415741545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-much-happeningand-i-like-it-that.html' title='Not Much Happening.....And I Like It That Way!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-8098839803152250142</id><published>2008-05-29T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:39:07.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Heart Micah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SD9LX9_fBXI/AAAAAAAAABY/fn2kCV3sBpk/s1600-h/micahs+senior+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205962569413494130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SD9LX9_fBXI/AAAAAAAAABY/fn2kCV3sBpk/s200/micahs+senior+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SD9LS9_fBWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/pNUoBqBBBz4/s1600-h/micah+grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205962483514148194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SD9LS9_fBWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/pNUoBqBBBz4/s200/micah+grad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SD9LMd_fBVI/AAAAAAAAABI/QdqaaPhQ_Ac/s1600-h/micah+and+tj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205962371844998482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SD9LMd_fBVI/AAAAAAAAABI/QdqaaPhQ_Ac/s200/micah+and+tj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One year ago, this very day, one of my nephew's best friends was preparing for his graduation open house. He complained of a headache and within a few hours he was in the operating room and clinging to life. He had suffered a brain injury and the family was told he would probably be in a vegetative state for the rest of his life. His name is Micah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight my son Jacob and I attended a celebration of the one year anniversary of Micah's injury. We gathered at a church with several families in the community. Micah and his family were there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah can now communicate with his eyes. The family has a nurse, therapist and others that help out. One man is taking a week off of his new job to go to training in Detroit to help Micah with his therapy. It was truly inspiring to see how far Micah has come throughout this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've posted Micah's senior picture, as well as a photo of his classmates at graduation just a few days after Micah's injury. And a photo of my nephew and his friends with Micah. They go to his house every Sunday to read to Micah and just hang out with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so proud of my nephew for sticking by his buddy and his family. He really is a true friend.&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/2465027679041117767-8098839803152250142?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/8098839803152250142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=8098839803152250142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8098839803152250142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8098839803152250142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-heart-micah.html' title='We Heart Micah'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SD9LX9_fBXI/AAAAAAAAABY/fn2kCV3sBpk/s72-c/micahs+senior+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-6265802560184050749</id><published>2008-05-27T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:31:41.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><title type='text'>Against The Odds</title><content type='html'>Our school system has an alternative high school for those who just don't "fit in" and a program for teen mothers. Tonight, I attended the graduation of the Class of 2008 to present a scholarship to one of the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be honest. I have never thought much of the students who go to that high school. I've always thought of them as juvenile delinquents and girls that got pregnant way too early. Tonight my eyes were opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were nine student speakers who told their personal story. The first speaker, and only guy, spoke of leaving Sudan last year. He is a "Lost Boy of Sudan" and his story made my heart ache. I was thrilled when he received a scholarship to our community college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining speakers were all girls, and all teen moms. Most have worked part time jobs through school and made their children and graduation their priority. One of those young ladies enrolled in the school when she was 14 and pregnant. Tonight her three year old son was in the audience watching him mom receive her diploma. I was truly honored to present a scholarship to one of those girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so impressed at the way these kids have tried to turn their lives around. One girl was the first person EVER to graduate in her family. Another was a refugee from Afghanistan. One girl had been homeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left there feeling sad, proud and very moved for all I had witnessed. I hope these kids know that they have a bright future ahead and can accomplish their goals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-6265802560184050749?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/6265802560184050749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=6265802560184050749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6265802560184050749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6265802560184050749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/05/against-odds.html' title='Against The Odds'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3255452707815103445</id><published>2008-05-23T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T15:01:13.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas'/><title type='text'>Separation Anxiety</title><content type='html'>Today is the final day of being a single mom. Jeff returns tomorrow and I can't wait. It will be nice to just leave the house for a little while......alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week was very hectic but I managed to make everything work. My biggest dilemma was today. I had to work this morning and had no sitter for Thomas. I asked a friend if he could hang out with her and she said she'd love to have him. I was very nervous because he has only stayed with family members. I told him he was going to Aunt Cathy's house today and all he kept saying this morning was "where's cakie?" She picked him up, I buckled him in and he insisted that I close the door and step away from the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brought him home sleeping...he had a big day hanging out in the country, playing outside and having Aunt Cathy spoil him rotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3255452707815103445?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3255452707815103445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3255452707815103445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3255452707815103445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3255452707815103445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/05/separatation-anxiety.html' title='Separation Anxiety'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-136325425700656614</id><published>2008-05-22T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T04:32:29.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Georgia On My Mind</title><content type='html'>My friend Alicia gave birth to a beautiful baby girl yesterday.  Georgia Kay Irene was born on May 21st weighing 6 pounds, 8 ounces and was 20 inches long.  Alicia and Josh were able to spend time with her before saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia feels at peace right now and is just trying to recover.  Please continue to pray for them as they have a long road of grieving and recovering ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-136325425700656614?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/136325425700656614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=136325425700656614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/136325425700656614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/136325425700656614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/05/georgia-on-my-mind.html' title='Georgia On My Mind'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3132733770425455312</id><published>2008-05-19T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:34:58.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>The Wollan Family</title><content type='html'>It truly saddens my heart to write this. Some of you know Alicia (Leonard) and Josh Wollan. They were expecting their first baby, a girl, next month. Today, they could not find her heartbeat and she has passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia and Josh have been praying for a family for a long time, so this of course is devestating. Please keep this family in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:  Alicia is being induced at 5pm tonight to deliver her baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3132733770425455312?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3132733770425455312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3132733770425455312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3132733770425455312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3132733770425455312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/05/wollan-family.html' title='The Wollan Family'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-8351889090765988276</id><published>2008-05-19T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T06:14:23.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lacrosse, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a long day filled with Lacrosse games.  Sam's team went undeafeated 8 and O.  Jacob's team played great as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Sam's seventh game, Jacob pointed out that there was a little person on the opposing team.  He really did a great job.  At one point, he was setting a pic for his teammate and was trampled (and I mean trampled) by two of our bigger guys.  He just hopped back up  and continued playing.  His mom was sitting behind us and about had a heart attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really great seeing him play such an aggresive sport and his teammates as well as our team just treating him like just another player.  I tend to notice those things more than others since I think about what Colleen's life would've been like had she lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, great weekend of lacrosse.  We have one more game this week and then the big Cranbrook LAX Jam in Detroit the weekend of the 31st.  Then we are lacrosse free for a while.  Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-8351889090765988276?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/8351889090765988276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=8351889090765988276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8351889090765988276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/8351889090765988276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/05/lacrosse-anyone.html' title='Lacrosse, Anyone?'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-4536346781058297024</id><published>2008-05-17T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T08:38:40.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Will I Survive??!!!!</title><content type='html'>Beginning tomorrow, for one week, I will be a single mother. Jeff is headed to Wisconsin for a job (he's been layed off for a few months). And to top it off, my parents are also gone until May 26th. I'm already freaking out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys have a lacrosse tournament tomorrow ALL day. So, I will be sitting through six games and trying to keep Tommy Boy entertained. I have to work three days this week, so I had to arrange for a neighbor to take care of Sweet Pea while I'm working. Of course all of my clients say that they would love to have him around while they are getting their hair done. But, they change their minds quickly when he is screaming at me, yelling..."nurse, nurse." (okay, that's a totally different subject. He won't stop nursing. I invision him asking to be "topped off" before he gets on the school bus.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both boys have lacrosse everyday this week and I have to be at our high school Thursday night to present some scholarships to graduating seniors. Too much to do and not enough time in the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've been thinking about how to juggle all of the things I have going on this week, I have developed a deep respect for those single parents out there. I'm trying to think of ways that I can show Jeff how truly grateful I am for just being here and helping me take care of things. I think we just take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have less than 24 hours before the chaos begins. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-4536346781058297024?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/4536346781058297024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=4536346781058297024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4536346781058297024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4536346781058297024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/05/will-i-survive.html' title='Will I Survive??!!!!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-5639175984051616567</id><published>2008-05-15T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:39:07.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sam the Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SCwa9VMoK1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/BRPSAe5xp10/s1600-h/DSCF0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200561310670531410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SCwa9VMoK1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/BRPSAe5xp10/s200/DSCF0348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today Sam is 14.  I can hardly believe it.  It seems like just yesterday that we brought him home from the hospital and he totally changed our lives!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was truly the worst baby...ever!  Never slept and couldn't entertain himself at all.  And now, look at him.  He's really a great kid.  He does really well in school and plays on the lacrosse team.  (He's very good, by the way!)  He has lots of friends and is never home on weekends due to the number of parties he attends.  I think my nephew, Tyler, who is a senior, is jealous of Sam's social life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow night we will go get pizza with the family and celebrate.  Today I think of the joy he has brought to our lives!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-5639175984051616567?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/5639175984051616567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=5639175984051616567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5639175984051616567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5639175984051616567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/05/sam-man.html' title='Sam the Man'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SCwa9VMoK1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/BRPSAe5xp10/s72-c/DSCF0348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-369869117651708537</id><published>2008-05-11T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:03:14.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Makin' Mama Proud!</title><content type='html'>My firstborn son, Sam turns 14 on Thursday. Each year my parents take the birthday boy to dinner and then shopping. They get $100 to spend on whatever their heart desires. Due to scheduling conflicts with Sam's lacrosse, the only day to take him shopping was today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents called at 4:30, said they were at the mall and to drop Sam off. He would have about 20 minutes to shop before the mall closed. This concerned me since Sam usually can't make up his mind about anything, let alone make decisions on such a time constraint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called them at 5:10. My dad informed me that he had done all of his shopping, spent the whole $100 and they were on their way to dinner. I asked how this was possible and my dad replied"Sam was like O.J. running through the airport!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came home and showed me his purchases and he couldn't have made his frugal mother prouder...3 t-shirts from Hollister, all on clearance, 2 pair of shorts, a Hurley hat and aviator sunglasses. Wasn't thrilled with the sunglasses...he's been bugging me to buy him those for months and I wouldn't because they weren't on sale. He duped his Grandparents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to know that he has listened a little bit about how to stretch a dollar. I think that was my favorite Mothers Day gift!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-369869117651708537?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/369869117651708537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=369869117651708537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/369869117651708537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/369869117651708537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/05/makin-mama-proud.html' title='Makin&apos; Mama Proud!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-4018040601204756919</id><published>2008-05-07T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:14:08.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colleen'/><title type='text'>The Healing Begins.....Video</title><content type='html'>With thanks to my nephew, Tyler, we have now finished the video that I have wanted to do for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the anniversary of our first child, and only daughter, Colleen's birth and death. She was born at 4:31 p.m. on May 7, 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was admitted to the hospital on May 5th to be induced. With dwarfism, the head grows at a faster rate and my doctor (who was the best) didn't want me to have a c-section on top of everything else that was going on, so we chose to induce. It took two long days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Paula came to stay with me the first night. I've never discussed this with her after all of these years, but that meant the world. She just sat there, talked when I wanted to talk, gave me ice chips and popcicles. Just her being there was so comforting. I know it was hard for her as well. What on earth do you say to someone who is about to give birth knowing that the baby won't go home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second night my friend Renee came. She did the same thing. Talked and catered to my needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Colleen was finally born, my whole family was there. Everyone took turns holding her. My mom got her dressed in a cute, white dress with HUGE matching bonnet. I kick myself to this day. We should've taken that stupid thing off! It was fairly quiet in the room as everyone said their hello's and goodbye's. Of course, the batteries in the camera died quickly and my wonderful nurse rushed to find a replacement. (Digital camera's were non existant!) The nurse also plastered her footprints in a small, heart shaped box and cut off a lock of hair for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleen passed away at 5:15 p.m. We spent 45 minutes with her together and then I just lay in my bed holding her alone, not wanting them to take her away. To this day, I sometimes get a sick feeling deep down thinking of that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mothers Day was two days later. Needless to say, I was devestated. Then, to my surprise, flowers arrived at the door from a dear friend ...a Mothers Day bouquet for me. I'll never forget Mrs. C's kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a small graveside service on May 10th. Colleen is buried with all of our family in a small cemetary in the town where I grew up. I don't really visit too often. It's really hard for me to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for letting me share this memory with you. It has really been healing for me, as I have pushed all of this aside for so many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song I chose for the video is called "This Woman's Work" from the "She's Having A Baby" soundtrack. I listened to that CD the whole time I was pregnant, and that song explains every feeling and emotion that I had at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to those that have been my support. You know who you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Disclaimer*** Keep in mind that this was 15 years ago....the clothing..not so cool. 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LOVE IT!  I'm not really sure how I came across the site, but I am an addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find pretty much anything you are looking for, or sell just about anything.  For example, Tommy Boy is addicted to the Wiggles.  Target, Walmart, Toys R Us and Meijer don't sell Wiggles merchandise anymore.  But on CL, I found a great Wiggles toybox for five bucks.  And Sweet Pea couldn't have been happier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had great luck in selling items as well.  Got rid of Thomas' crib and changing table, some bunkbeds, a dresser and other misc. items within two days of posting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for a hard to find item or trying to clean out your basement, I highly recommend the site.  And, if you too, become addicted, let me know.  Perhaps a support group will be in order!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-7470011023935583074?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/7470011023935583074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=7470011023935583074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7470011023935583074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/7470011023935583074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-on-c-list.html' title='Life On The &quot;C&quot; List'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-4765413108900146383</id><published>2008-05-04T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:39:07.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thomas Turns Two!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SB4pV91D0GI/AAAAAAAAAAg/85FaOicUqfk/s1600-h/DSCF0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196636477383233634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SB4pV91D0GI/AAAAAAAAAAg/85FaOicUqfk/s200/DSCF0308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we headed off to Caesarland to help Thomas celebrate his birthday with ten of his closest friends! He had a blast running around and did a great job of blowing out his candle....he had been practicing all week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before going to the party, he went to breakfast with Grandpa and Grandma and then to their house to check out his new Cozy Coupe Convertible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great day. And, happy birthday as well to my oldest friend, Heidi Ho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-4765413108900146383?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/4765413108900146383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=4765413108900146383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4765413108900146383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4765413108900146383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/05/thomas-turns-two.html' title='Thomas Turns Two!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SB4pV91D0GI/AAAAAAAAAAg/85FaOicUqfk/s72-c/DSCF0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2942937209448000296</id><published>2008-04-30T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T12:15:23.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>(Hopefully I Can Come Up With)Ten Random Facts</title><content type='html'>I've seen that a few others have done this, and I think it's kind of fun.  But, when you try to think about random facts about yourself, it's just not easy.  But, I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I've been to several talk shows.  Oprah, Jenny Jones (yuck), Regis and Kelly and Ellen twice.  And yes, one of those times I was given a couple of fabulous gifts.  Never really saw exciting guests though.  I honestly can't remember who was on Regis that day.  Ray Ramano, Ted Danson and Nicole Richie were the guests on Ellen.  BTW- Those people are all very tiny in person.  Well, except for Oprah.  She just seemed normal size with a boatload of make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I Heart Emimem and Kid Rock.  Maybe it's because they are from Michigan, but I don't think so.....Slim Shady is just brilliant in my book.  I don't agree with all of his lyrics, but the way he writes is amazing.  And Kid Rock...so SEXY!  I know, he always looks dirty, but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am addicted to reality t.v.  Pretty much anything on Bravo and MTV (The Hills is the best).  Don't know why, I just do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I was a nanny for five years to eight kids.  Yep, eight I said.  There were seven when I started, the youngest being three at the time.  A year later, the mama sat me down and told me another one was on the way.  That baby is now almost 18 and very handsome!  I have a tight relationship with all the kids to this day.  I even had my baby boy about the same time two of the girls had babies.  (That was kind of weird!)  They are now like my neices and nephews.  I love them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am not computer saavy.  This is a real learning experience for me.  Most of the time I have to call my boys in to help me out.  I am a hairstylist for a reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  NYC is my favorite place on earth....so far!  I've never traveled outside of the country, but being in NYC is the next best thing.  Every nationality is represented somewhere in the city.  I do however, plan to go to Ireland for my 4oth birthday next year, so maybe that will become my new fav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I HATE doing laundry.  Enough said about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I have developed a fear of flying in the past ten years.  I think it's because I have a family now or something.  I used to not think a thing about getting on a plane.  Now, I really have to talk myself into taking a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I live vicariously through my BFF.  She is single in the city, baby!  She lived in West Hollywood for quite a while and knew where to go, what to wear, etc.  I loved visiting there, eating outside at night, going to The Ivy and not seeing a single papparazi and not once anyone famous.  Of course, as soon as I would leave she would call me and tell me all of the famous people she saw that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I honestly can't think of anymore, but nine is pretty good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2942937209448000296?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2942937209448000296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2942937209448000296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2942937209448000296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2942937209448000296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/04/hopefully-i-can-come-up-withten-random.html' title='(Hopefully I Can Come Up With)Ten Random Facts'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-1959297526084922499</id><published>2008-04-28T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T05:02:08.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Who Is Amy Jo?</title><content type='html'>I just realized that some people may not know why my "blog name" is Amy Jo, so I thought I'd share! (The truth is, not much is happening in my life right now, so this is what you get!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maiden name is Joseph, so therefore, my friend Heidi and her family started calling me Amy Jo.  In return, I called Heidi, Heidi Ho.  Who knew back then that calling her that today would not be very nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi moved across the country when I was 14, so I thought that was the end of the Amy Jo era.  Then, I became friends with a group of six sisters, and Amy was one of them.  When someone said "Amy", we both answered, so we needed to find a solution.  Once again, Amy Jo became my name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really loved the name Amy Jo.  It sounded like a fat girl's name.  But as luck would have it, I've put on a few pounds over the years, so it worked out in the end!  So, that's how I became Amy Jo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-1959297526084922499?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/1959297526084922499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=1959297526084922499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1959297526084922499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1959297526084922499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-is-amy-jo.html' title='Who Is Amy Jo?'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-583378440555977954</id><published>2008-04-22T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T12:39:46.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little people'/><title type='text'>My Upcoming "Little" Adventure</title><content type='html'>While going through the grieving process of losing my daughter, I decided to check out the Little People of America website(Colleen had a rare, fatal type of dwarfism). while looking the website over, I noticed that their yearly convention is being held in Detroit this June. I sent for the info and then decided to contact the volunteer coordinator. I told her my story, she e mailed back and then called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed lots of things. She and her husband are little people as well as their two kids. Her kids both attend Universites in Michigan, and her son lives about two miles from me. I was able to pour my heart out to her, and she listened. She said she would love for me to volunteer, but wanted to make sure that I was up to it and wouldn't be overwhelmed by a hotel filled with little people. I explained to her that I was a hairstylist, but had lots of organizational talent and would help out in any area needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got another e mail from her the other night. She has asked if I would come and do some hairstyling for some of the girls on their big banquet night. I am so excited! I think it will be alot of fun to watch the girls getting ready for their big night and help them look smokin'! I've heard that the convention is where lots of little people meet their future spouses, so these girls must look their best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to sharing this awesome experience with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-583378440555977954?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/583378440555977954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=583378440555977954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/583378440555977954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/583378440555977954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-upcoming-little-adventure.html' title='My Upcoming &quot;Little&quot; Adventure'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-4792725260726441081</id><published>2008-04-16T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:39:08.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Special Uncle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SAZn1wyhV_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Hcde1lKpMUY/s1600-h/DSCF0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189949793918605298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SAZn1wyhV_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Hcde1lKpMUY/s200/DSCF0233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189949059479197666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SAZnLAyhV-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/vnh012F7EXg/s200/DSCF0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                          Uncle Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my Uncle Jack's 68th birthday. He's my dad's older brother, seventh in line of fifteen, yes, I said fifteen, kids. Uncle Jack is special because, well, he is special. He is mentally challenged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember him living with another uncle while I was a youngster. He was always friendly. Then came the day when he wanted his own place. I thought it was a bad idea. But he knew better. He's been living on his own now for years. He has a cute little apartment, has a job occasionally and has a "special friend."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He lives in a place called Friendship Manor, and in honor of his birthday, they had his artwork on display in the community room. The manager called and asked us to stop by to take a look at his display. Uncle Jack loves to draw and is very proud of his work in the gallery! It was amazing when looking at his drawings, the detail he puts into them. And the people at Friendship Manor can't say enough kind things about him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's a truly special guy!&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SAZn1wyhV_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Hcde1lKpMUY/s1600-h/DSCF0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-4792725260726441081?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/4792725260726441081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=4792725260726441081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4792725260726441081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/4792725260726441081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-special-uncle.html' title='My Special Uncle'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mRS8SLC3oeo/SAZn1wyhV_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Hcde1lKpMUY/s72-c/DSCF0233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-5473914247539301285</id><published>2008-04-15T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T08:11:48.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Most Dreaded Day of the Year</title><content type='html'>On May 7th will be what would be my daughter Colleen's 15th birthday.  I can't help but wonder what she would be like now as a teenager.  I look at my 14 year old, Sam, and see the kind of things he is going through now and wonder how different it would be if we had our daughter.  She would probably be shopping for a prom dress (although she'd be a sophomore this year, I'm sure an "older" guy would have asked her to prom!).  I'd be all excited about her date, dinner and plans for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally, for some reason, just in the past year, been dealing with her short life and death.  I must say, it has been a long, hard struggle.  Sometimes I just tear up thinking about the day we found out that she would not live but for only a few minutes.  I think about how I held her when she was born and wish that I would have kept her in my arms longer.  I struggle with the fact that I begged God to take this condition away, and He didn't.  I think about what I would give to hold her just one more time.  Her birth and death has changed me forever.  A piece of me died with her that day.  I will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I have decided to "celebrate" her short life here on earth.  On her birthday, I plan to post a video tribute to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will join me in celebrating Colleen's short life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-5473914247539301285?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/5473914247539301285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=5473914247539301285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5473914247539301285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5473914247539301285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-most-dreaded-day-of-year.html' title='My Most Dreaded Day of the Year'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-5334268857062605541</id><published>2008-04-09T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T08:14:38.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Spring Break!</title><content type='html'>This week is spring break for my older kids.  Well, I guess it's for me too.  No homework, projects, getting out the door by 7am.  It is a welcomed break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been doing some spring cleaning, hanging out and the boys have each seen a movie.  I really like the fact that the kids are given a break from school.  Alot of parents don't like it.  They have to find child care or take the week off work.  I've never thought having my kids home was a burden.  We LOVE snow days!  I have an acquaintance who freaks out if there is no school for some reason.  She hopes that the school daycare will be open so she can drop them off.  And she doesn't work outside the home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as the arguing, the saying "I'm bored", and the "what are we going to do today" annoy the heck out of me, I really do enjoy spending time with my boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-5334268857062605541?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/5334268857062605541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=5334268857062605541' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5334268857062605541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/5334268857062605541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-6629513654676476872</id><published>2008-04-07T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:34:05.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Why do bad things happen to good people?  I know people have been asking this question for ages and there just isn't an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today, my friend's dad died.  Another friend of mine has a six year old son that has been diagnosed with cancer just last week.  I have another dear friend that has had difficulty conceiving a child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we ever have the answer to the question?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-6629513654676476872?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/6629513654676476872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=6629513654676476872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6629513654676476872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/6629513654676476872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/04/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-2955738146013624312</id><published>2008-04-06T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T05:14:35.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Who's To Blame?</title><content type='html'>I love my small town.  We are close to shopping and downtown, but as a community, we are tight. &lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, vandals broke into our middle school causing $100,000 in damage as well as forcing the school to close for three days to clean up.  My boys returned to school last Thursday with mixed emotions.  Who would do something like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the two young men were arraigned yesterday.  They are 17 and 18 years old and both attended our local high school.  One has a sibling in my son's class.  Are the parents in some way responsible for what these young men did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just keep wondering why the parents didn't know where their kids were at the time.  Am I crazy to think this?  When do you stop being responsible for your kids actions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for the parents and siblings of these guys.  Especially the siblings.  They have to walk through the halls of a destroyed school knowing that their brother caused all the damage.   And the parents.....does one ever really think that their child could be responsible for so much damage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-2955738146013624312?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/2955738146013624312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=2955738146013624312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2955738146013624312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/2955738146013624312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/04/whos-to-blame.html' title='Who&apos;s To Blame?'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-1530510432396725406</id><published>2008-04-05T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T16:52:02.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Special Day</title><content type='html'>Today is our 16th wedding anniversary.  We were married in East Lansing on a day much like today.  It snowed the day before our wedding and the next day was sunny and in the 60's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you've been married for that long?  Well, we are simple people, so this is what we did.  Took the boys to my mom and dad's.  We took a nap, went to a late lunch and them walked around the mall for a while.  And you know, I had a great time!  It was so nice being in the mall and not being nagged by my 14 year old to go into Hollister and buy out the place!  Or having a 2 year old want to walk instead of ride in the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just spending quality time together without the interruption of whining was really nice.  It was a special day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-1530510432396725406?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/1530510432396725406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=1530510432396725406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1530510432396725406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/1530510432396725406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-special-day.html' title='My Special Day'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465027679041117767.post-3739288224896171847</id><published>2008-04-05T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T16:36:44.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Well, Here Goes!</title><content type='html'>I really have no idea why I have decided to take this blogging thing on.  I think it's for my own sanity and a way to vent my frustrations at the end of the day.  I'm not really all that into politics, so I don't have opinions there.  But, I do have lots of knowledge on reality tv, which I'm not proud of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure how this will go, but maybe I can make some new friends along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been married for 16 years to my husband.  We actually have four children, three of which are living.  Our first daughter, Colleen, passed away shortly after she was born on May 7, 1994.  We also have three boys ages 14, 12 and SURPRISE....2!  Life is really like a box of chocolates....you never know what you're going to get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465027679041117767-3739288224896171847?l=amymwelch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/feeds/3739288224896171847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465027679041117767&amp;postID=3739288224896171847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3739288224896171847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465027679041117767/posts/default/3739288224896171847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymwelch.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-here-goes.html' title='Well, Here Goes!'/><author><name>Amy Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16451453951270978881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
