<?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-7391869714702982488</id><updated>2011-12-21T16:43:05.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bacsik Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-9011032491344208944</id><published>2010-12-11T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:41:56.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Saturday Morning at the Bacsik House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Law and Order Theme Music)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the Bacsik family, the members are represented by 2 separate but equally important groups: the children, who usually create chaos; and the parents who battle through the chaos and manage to survive. These are their stories...... BUM! BUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:58am Sleeping peacfully, dreaming of a beach in Italy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:59am "Luke!" (silence), back to dream....Beach, Italy, however now someone is screaming...Luke?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00am "Luke Skywalker! I can't find it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake is awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumble down the stairs to find Jake's newest obsession- Luke Skywalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find Luke! Proactive- find all Star Wars figures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the kitchen...must start the coffee or won't....be....able....to....do....anything.....else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:04 MG wanders in- "Mom, I'm thirsty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make 2 orange juices, say a prayer the baby stays asleep a little longer, start load of laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Mom, I want to pee pee in the potty!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Jake take off diaper and pee pee in the potty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deliver the orange juices- "we are hungry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn on a cartoon, find Luke again, back to the kitchen to make toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deliver toast with jelly to the big kids- "we wanted waffles!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deliver mean look, the kids eat their toast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed dog, paint 8 t-shirts for MG's school christmas program, pray Cal keeps sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:15am Mike wanders in- kisses little heads watching cartoons, complains that he can't sleep with all the screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike drops a pan in the kitchen.......Baby AWAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a bottle, check email while he drinks it, another load of laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00am No Milk....Mike to grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:15 MG wants to color....get out coloring books. Unload dishwasher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Set Cal in high chair with some fruit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make toast and finally warm up the cup of coffee I poured at 6:15am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal eats his fruit, half of MY toast and feeds the other peice of toast to the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*****The above events are a very typical day at our house....the below takes place in 15 minute time span all before 8:30am on a Saturday. All events are real, no embelishment needed****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Get coffee out of microwave, MG yells "Mom! Look!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Turn to look, hit coffee cup against cabinet- mug shatters and coffee EVERYWHERE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jake runs in (wearing underwear, not a diaper) yelling "POOOOOOOOOP! I have to poop!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Run with Jake to the bathroom.....too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Set Jake on potty, clean up poop and hear MG in the kitchen telling Cal to sit down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Run into kitchen....Cal standing in high chair. Grab Cal and run back to check on Jake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Remember coffee, shattered coffee mug and little barefoot girl in kitchen, run back to kitchen to at least clean up the glass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Send MG to check on boys in bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MG returns saying "Don't worry, everything is OK in there. Jake is sitting on the big potty and Cal has the training potty on his head."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just remembered Jake went pee pee in little potty before I set him on big potty....run to bathroom to find Cal covered in pee pee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Deep breath!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quick sponge bath for Cal, change his clothes, change his poopy diaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Diaper for Jake! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not ready to potty train without my coffee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jake crying because he thinks Cal swallowed Yoda's head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reassure Jake that Yoda's head is somewhere besides Cal's tummy. Load dishwasher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MG dressed, clean up coffee mess, another load of laundry, pay a bill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8:30am Deep breath, look around at the chaos, smile........because this is my life and I love it! Say quick prayer of thanks for the 3 wonderful blessings God gave us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8:31am Pour myself a new cup of coffee, hug my kids, and laugh! Because some days that is all we can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-9011032491344208944?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9011032491344208944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=9011032491344208944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/9011032491344208944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/9011032491344208944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/law-and-order-theme-music-in-bacsik.html' title='Just Another Saturday Morning at the Bacsik House'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-5845493875795365565</id><published>2010-11-07T18:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:43:58.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike and MG's date night</title><content type='html'>MG looks forward to the Dallas Maverick's opening night game because she knows it is her special night with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNdiOiNS7kI/AAAAAAAABEQ/v5uaHhdtbOM/s1600/Fall2010+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537002268715576898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNdiOiNS7kI/AAAAAAAABEQ/v5uaHhdtbOM/s400/Fall2010+055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNdiOwL48TI/AAAAAAAABEY/YbSm5F9-wNU/s1600/Fall2010+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537002272467775794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNdiOwL48TI/AAAAAAAABEY/YbSm5F9-wNU/s400/Fall2010+057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-5845493875795365565?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5845493875795365565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=5845493875795365565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/5845493875795365565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/5845493875795365565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/mike-and-mgs-date-night.html' title='Mike and MG&apos;s date night'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNdiOiNS7kI/AAAAAAAABEQ/v5uaHhdtbOM/s72-c/Fall2010+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-7036408807908250331</id><published>2010-11-04T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T19:21:39.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The State Fair of Texas</title><content type='html'>Another Bacsik Family tradition...... the State Fair of Texas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year in September, Mike starts craving Fletcher's corn dogs and the countdown to the State Fair begins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember this years fair because MG woke up on the morning we were going and lost her very first tooth! (she actually pulled it herself so she could eat a candy apple at the fair. Determined? Or she just knows what she wants!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;State Fair Tickets $11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNm445JnvI/AAAAAAAABEI/ANPDuarO9EM/s1600/Fall2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535881494499270386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNm445JnvI/AAAAAAAABEI/ANPDuarO9EM/s400/Fall2010+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNm4pVb_uI/AAAAAAAABEA/sedaEm2qTLw/s1600/Fall2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535881490322947810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNm4pVb_uI/AAAAAAAABEA/sedaEm2qTLw/s400/Fall2010+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture by Big Tex- $0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNmp2OVSGI/AAAAAAAABD4/-RUqWb1vqCw/s1600/Fall2010+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535881236084770914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNmp2OVSGI/AAAAAAAABD4/-RUqWb1vqCw/s400/Fall2010+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNmpJkipfI/AAAAAAAABDw/5aYZ_CpvQR4/s1600/Fall2010+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535881224098326002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNmpJkipfI/AAAAAAAABDw/5aYZ_CpvQR4/s400/Fall2010+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnival Rides- $3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNmnsgL7ZI/AAAAAAAABDg/Sm7EcMu3ZeE/s1600/Fall2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535881199115562386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNmnsgL7ZI/AAAAAAAABDg/Sm7EcMu3ZeE/s400/Fall2010+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNmoO_LUrI/AAAAAAAABDo/WB80Fe1p8sM/s1600/Fall2010+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535881208372351666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNmoO_LUrI/AAAAAAAABDo/WB80Fe1p8sM/s400/Fall2010+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Candy Apples $8 (not counting the cost of mommy's sanity! NEVER AGAIN, I repeat.... NEVER AGAIN will we get candy apples! This picture is after multiple drops of Jake's apple on the ground and multiple face wipe downs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNmnFWMVBI/AAAAAAAABDY/rq0Mt2vOvek/s1600/Fall2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535881188604662802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNmnFWMVBI/AAAAAAAABDY/rq0Mt2vOvek/s400/Fall2010+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A round of Fletcher's Corn dogs and making memories with the family- PRICELESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-7036408807908250331?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7036408807908250331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=7036408807908250331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/7036408807908250331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/7036408807908250331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/state-fair-of-texas.html' title='The State Fair of Texas'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TNNm445JnvI/AAAAAAAABEI/ANPDuarO9EM/s72-c/Fall2010+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-6494415047327826399</id><published>2010-11-01T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:39:03.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Every Halloween, as a fun family tradition, the Bacsik crew chooses a theme.&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year the family theme was chosen by the "Big Kids" in early July! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and, oh yes, we've been talking about it and planning ever since!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 2010 Bacsik Family Halloween theme was.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOY STORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM9_7WPQKPI/AAAAAAAABCw/yxROQRrNDuI/s1600/Fall2010+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534783124620191986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM9_7WPQKPI/AAAAAAAABCw/yxROQRrNDuI/s400/Fall2010+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM97TQyxD1I/AAAAAAAABBw/Pv_jgS-vU9E/s1600/Halloween2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534778037917257554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM97TQyxD1I/AAAAAAAABBw/Pv_jgS-vU9E/s400/Halloween2010+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM97SzS39aI/AAAAAAAABBg/BECtOWj5zIM/s1600/Fall2010+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534778029998863778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM97SzS39aI/AAAAAAAABBg/BECtOWj5zIM/s400/Fall2010+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM97THO_XwI/AAAAAAAABBo/PBv3eclRens/s1600/Halloween2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 294px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534778035351281410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM97THO_XwI/AAAAAAAABBo/PBv3eclRens/s400/Halloween2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM97T5TlFII/AAAAAAAABB4/6SUh4e2jjYc/s1600/Halloween2010+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534778048792302722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM97T5TlFII/AAAAAAAABB4/6SUh4e2jjYc/s400/Halloween2010+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love our family tradition and love, love our wonderful friends, family and neighbors who come out to join the fun!&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM999IXBexI/AAAAAAAABCQ/oza2-drx2kE/s1600/Halloween2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534780956231170834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM999IXBexI/AAAAAAAABCQ/oza2-drx2kE/s400/Halloween2010+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From left to right- Michelle in her HS cheerleading uniform- you go hot mama!, Little Bo Peep with Alien, Sweet Trish (always resistent to dress up yet she was the first one dressed and the last to take her costume off this year- a secret lover of Halloween!), Elvis Andrus and his Mommy- Sweet Tanya, Frenchy- aka Allie, and Heather "I didn't want to dress up" Ford- don't worry......we will get her next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM9991MSyQI/AAAAAAAABCg/9yjH2fcL5xM/s1600/Halloween2010+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534780968265763074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM9991MSyQI/AAAAAAAABCg/9yjH2fcL5xM/s400/Halloween2010+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM999ScKbDI/AAAAAAAABCY/r0F5-hZ_Xv0/s1600/Halloween2010+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534780958937082930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM999ScKbDI/AAAAAAAABCY/r0F5-hZ_Xv0/s400/Halloween2010+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yolanda as "Poison Ivy" and her husband and son- THE VILLIANS, Two Face and the Joker! Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM998zfDpuI/AAAAAAAABCI/zlkjgNUpuSo/s1600/Halloween2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534780950627722978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM998zfDpuI/AAAAAAAABCI/zlkjgNUpuSo/s400/Halloween2010+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Elvis Andrus- aka my sweet nephew Crash and Tanya. Look closely....Tanya made his costume by hand! AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM99-ckvf-I/AAAAAAAABCo/iQklgvTZ3zs/s1600/Halloween2010+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534780978837290978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM99-ckvf-I/AAAAAAAABCo/iQklgvTZ3zs/s400/Halloween2010+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Had to include this picture of Allen Dye (Michelle's husband) and Allie (another tradition!) Last year they were DJ Lance and Kelly Kapowski! This year..... weird wig guy and Frenchy from Grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM97UNcc0AI/AAAAAAAABCA/gu5A-F5xXeM/s1600/Halloween2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 253px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534778054198218754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM97UNcc0AI/AAAAAAAABCA/gu5A-F5xXeM/s400/Halloween2010+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sweet neighbors- Patrick and Trisha Freeman.&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/7391869714702982488-6494415047327826399?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6494415047327826399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=6494415047327826399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/6494415047327826399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/6494415047327826399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TM9_7WPQKPI/AAAAAAAABCw/yxROQRrNDuI/s72-c/Fall2010+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-6755855310869967378</id><published>2010-04-13T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T19:07:00.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"No, Please!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S8UjDdQR-tI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/XR2a3LzCdHY/s1600/March2010+360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 273px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459808665556089554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S8UjDdQR-tI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/XR2a3LzCdHY/s400/March2010+360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake is my positive, laid back little man. For example....... he started saying "yes" at around 15 months old when most kids are saying "no." The answer to EVERY question was "YEEESSSSSS!" I loved it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 2 months ago, Jake learned how to say "no." He said it often and he said it loud. Then, a few weeks later he learned how to scream "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" (It's been a rough transition for me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning we had a turning point. As I was trying to get Jake dressed for school and remove his "Choo Choo" pajama top he turned to me and said sweetly "No, please!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... my sweet little guy is back! And yes, I let him wear that "Choo Choo" pajama top to school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-6755855310869967378?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6755855310869967378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=6755855310869967378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/6755855310869967378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/6755855310869967378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-please.html' title='&quot;No, Please!&quot;'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S8UjDdQR-tI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/XR2a3LzCdHY/s72-c/March2010+360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-1421199692279982290</id><published>2010-03-21T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T12:56:16.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Weeks of "First Time" Experiences</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6ZwHBEe7yI/AAAAAAAAA9o/70q4Xq1_Lzc/s1600-h/March2010+344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451167664827199266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6ZwHBEe7yI/AAAAAAAAA9o/70q4Xq1_Lzc/s400/March2010+344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 6 weeks have been a whirlwind for our family and a busy time for my 3rd born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal joined our family on January 29th and that is when the fun began! Cal spent a total of 11 days in the hospital and another 7 days at home getting blood drawn, recieving phototherapy (on and off) and worrying his Mommy with his jaundice! All a distant memory now! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal went to his first funeral, his first birthday party (my Grandmother turned 94!) and his first trip to the farm.  He welcomed 2 new friends (Livia and Rylan) and one sweet cousin (Crash) to the world. He had his first trip to the science museum, the butterfly garden and the Botanical Gardens in Fort Worth. He had his first picnic and first trip to McDonalds (I am ashamed to say he's been to McDonalds about 3-4 times since!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi and Cal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6Zt_bNj5OI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ewaGFpmJsUA/s1600-h/Feb2010+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451165335382385890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6Zt_bNj5OI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ewaGFpmJsUA/s400/Feb2010+058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal and Livia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6ZuAKNcysI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lu_8pCJCdGA/s1600-h/Feb2010+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451165347998386882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6ZuAKNcysI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lu_8pCJCdGA/s400/Feb2010+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crash and Cal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6Zt-lh0UsI/AAAAAAAAA84/SbMO3adSh5A/s1600-h/Feb2010+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451165320971834050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6Zt-lh0UsI/AAAAAAAAA84/SbMO3adSh5A/s400/Feb2010+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "Big Kids" have a few "1st" experiences. Jake got his first busted lip by running into a friends head and MG got her first (and I hope last) black eye by running into a pole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6Zwh1EKCdI/AAAAAAAAA-I/vAvod3d7XC0/s1600-h/March2010+273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451168125461072338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6Zwh1EKCdI/AAAAAAAAA-I/vAvod3d7XC0/s400/March2010+273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6ZwIH2niaI/AAAAAAAAA94/tTNo3NG2F2E/s1600-h/Jan+2010+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451167683827960226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6ZwIH2niaI/AAAAAAAAA94/tTNo3NG2F2E/s400/Jan+2010+030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6Zt-lh0UsI/AAAAAAAAA84/SbMO3adSh5A/s1600-h/Feb2010+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dallas had it's first (significant) snow in 20 years! 8 inches! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6ZwIoBUhHI/AAAAAAAAA-A/N-hxZ2t0WpY/s1600-h/Jan+2010+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451167692462785650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6ZwIoBUhHI/AAAAAAAAA-A/N-hxZ2t0WpY/s400/Jan+2010+074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a few "firsts" too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I survived my "first time" alone with all 3 kids (Mike left for 5 days to go to Arizona for work!) with lot's of help from family and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this afternoon I had my "first time" with all 3 babies taking naps at the same time! (That's why I had time to write this blog) Here is the "waking up" shot of my babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6ZwGr_BNxI/AAAAAAAAA9g/6pxzYHJY2tA/s1600-h/March2010+362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451167659167135506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6ZwGr_BNxI/AAAAAAAAA9g/6pxzYHJY2tA/s400/March2010+362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7391869714702982488-1421199692279982290?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1421199692279982290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=1421199692279982290&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1421199692279982290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1421199692279982290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/6-weeks-of-first-time-experiences.html' title='6 Weeks of &quot;First Time&quot; Experiences'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S6ZwHBEe7yI/AAAAAAAAA9o/70q4Xq1_Lzc/s72-c/March2010+344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-5791091286506645252</id><published>2010-02-04T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T13:22:23.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a BOY!!!</title><content type='html'>Mike, Mary Grace, Jake and I are proud to introduce.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cal Henry Bacsik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rlOi0GaZI/AAAAAAAAA7c/zczMx2FkVwE/s1600-h/DSC02791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434407938402183570" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rlOi0GaZI/AAAAAAAAA7c/zczMx2FkVwE/s400/DSC02791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Born on January 29th, 2010 at 6:56pm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2riiLuE1yI/AAAAAAAAA7M/rXsOg6oKdAE/s1600-h/DSC02777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434404977265399586" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2riiLuE1yI/AAAAAAAAA7M/rXsOg6oKdAE/s400/DSC02777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Weighing in at 8 pounds 1 ounce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and measuring 20 inches long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here is Cal with his proud Daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rlOJgO_MI/AAAAAAAAA7U/1xNfgnSFbvc/s1600-h/DSC02781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434407931607973058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rlOJgO_MI/AAAAAAAAA7U/1xNfgnSFbvc/s400/DSC02781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And his proud Mommy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rlO2LeDjI/AAAAAAAAA7k/mZ3s0mhV9CY/s1600-h/DSC02797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434407943600475698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rlO2LeDjI/AAAAAAAAA7k/mZ3s0mhV9CY/s400/DSC02797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His proud big brother and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2r82f59iGI/AAAAAAAAA8U/YFhZJSid0WM/s1600-h/DSC02790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434433913583667298" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2r82f59iGI/AAAAAAAAA8U/YFhZJSid0WM/s400/DSC02790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gram and Lady were proud also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rlP8WaBwI/AAAAAAAAA70/2zKxeVzlpw4/s1600-h/DSC02804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434407962436830978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rlP8WaBwI/AAAAAAAAA70/2zKxeVzlpw4/s400/DSC02804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his big sister fell in love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rlPY7pOII/AAAAAAAAA7s/gRjRzZ2u51E/s1600-h/DSC02801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434407952929339522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rlPY7pOII/AAAAAAAAA7s/gRjRzZ2u51E/s400/DSC02801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal with Gram and Pop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rih3i3CsI/AAAAAAAAA7E/QAZbbc3074g/s1600-h/P1300005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434404971849648834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rih3i3CsI/AAAAAAAAA7E/QAZbbc3074g/s400/P1300005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First family picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rihu6wt5I/AAAAAAAAA68/AsqLLs9TmK4/s1600-h/P1300018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434404969533978514" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rihu6wt5I/AAAAAAAAA68/AsqLLs9TmK4/s400/P1300018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal and MG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2riheneaQI/AAAAAAAAA60/HXPhg-di2ko/s1600-h/P1300014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434404965158119682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2riheneaQI/AAAAAAAAA60/HXPhg-di2ko/s400/P1300014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2r83GEVGpI/AAAAAAAAA8k/wOKqJynEVzE/s1600-h/P1300015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434433923827702418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2r83GEVGpI/AAAAAAAAA8k/wOKqJynEVzE/s400/P1300015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake admires Cal from a distance in the comfort of Mommy's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2r83c0XvVI/AAAAAAAAA8s/FAKCL210TsY/s1600-h/P1300008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434433929934781778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2r83c0XvVI/AAAAAAAAA8s/FAKCL210TsY/s400/P1300008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..... little Cal had a minor complication of blood group incompatability jaundice and needed phototherapy at the first hospital....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rihCOgIRI/AAAAAAAAA6s/V2HlZ2RgAHs/s1600-h/P1300001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434404957537181970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rihCOgIRI/AAAAAAAAA6s/V2HlZ2RgAHs/s400/P1300001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home for less than 24 hous then had to go to a second hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are currently at Children's Medical Center of Dallas where Cal is getting phototherapy and other tests. We are so thankful for him, his easy delivery and are praying for a quick recovery so we can be together as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2r82vmoscI/AAAAAAAAA8c/z50geey9shE/s1600-h/DSC02806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434433917797577154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2r82vmoscI/AAAAAAAAA8c/z50geey9shE/s400/DSC02806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And he took the children in his arms, put his hands on them and blessed them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Mark 10:16&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/7391869714702982488-5791091286506645252?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5791091286506645252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=5791091286506645252&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/5791091286506645252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/5791091286506645252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/cal-henry-is-here.html' title='It&apos;s a BOY!!!'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S2rlOi0GaZI/AAAAAAAAA7c/zczMx2FkVwE/s72-c/DSC02791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-7517325793738626885</id><published>2010-01-03T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:27:03.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile since my last update but wanted to share our "Best Christmas Ever!" with you all.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick update on the happenings at the Bacsik Household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike- enjoying his job as producer on local sports talk radio station (he gets to talk sports for a living after playing a sport for a living.... what a lucky guy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went back to work full time after spending the summer home with the kids (AMAZING!!! ..... the summer with the kids..... not working full time!) I DO like working, it's just challenging with raising 2 children and growing another one! I will work up until my due date which is January 30th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MG- started Pre-K and LOVES it! She learned how to blow a bubble, spell "Mom, Dad, Jake and Car, and love" learned some simple addition and continues to be the life of house. If it is quiet...... she is asleep or getting into mischief (never bad, just fun!) She is smart and will probably be reading in the next few months. She loves her little brother and is the best big sister in the world, in fact she is ready to be a big sister again and informed me..... "Mommy, you don't have to get up in the middle of the night with the new baby...... I will do it for you!" SCORE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D2IRHxW5I/AAAAAAAAA6M/H-D1z1mo0Dw/s1600-h/November2009+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422604573249461138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D2IRHxW5I/AAAAAAAAA6M/H-D1z1mo0Dw/s400/November2009+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake- finally started talking- he says "Mommy, Daddy, Grace, Yes, Mimi, Phoebe (our neighbor), Pop (which works for my dad and Mike's dad- Poppie and Pops), car, truck, dog and baby." He runs...... FAST! He can throw a ball and often adds a windup like a pitcher.... watch out Daddy! He loves watching "the game" with his Daddy.... Basketball, Football or Baseball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D2ICjS1II/AAAAAAAAA6E/qShpRrNdy4Y/s1600-h/November2009+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422604569338369154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D2ICjS1II/AAAAAAAAA6E/qShpRrNdy4Y/s400/November2009+038.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;div&gt;Now, on to Christmas...... It was AMAZING! Both kids had a great time and when they are happy..... their mommy and daddy are happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first stop was to visit Santa! MG loved it..... Jake liked him better from a distance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0DzA0TM5JI/AAAAAAAAA38/oEgJ8VyfoVs/s1600-h/Christmas2009+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422601146718807186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0DzA0TM5JI/AAAAAAAAA38/oEgJ8VyfoVs/s400/Christmas2009+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next stop was at my Dear Friend Kelly's house for our Annual "Best Friend Christmas Party" Pictured from left to right- Elena and Lainey; Kelly and Luke; Monica, Ava and Ella; Jenny, Wyatt and Brooke; Me, Jake and MG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0DzBEJIOrI/AAAAAAAAA4E/3bHI7qH-luk/s1600-h/Christmas2009+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422601150971525810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0DzBEJIOrI/AAAAAAAAA4E/3bHI7qH-luk/s400/Christmas2009+046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Eve was spent at Mike's Parent's House!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0DzBvBgXFI/AAAAAAAAA4M/zYpUEIRiq80/s1600-h/Christmas2009+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422601162482277458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0DzBvBgXFI/AAAAAAAAA4M/zYpUEIRiq80/s400/Christmas2009+052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drew, Tanya and Allie braved the winter storm to come celebrate with us! (Yes, Dallas had it's first White Christmas since 1991!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D03etIRII/AAAAAAAAA4s/McwW4u5Z69U/s1600-h/Christmas2009+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422603185326408834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D03etIRII/AAAAAAAAA4s/McwW4u5Z69U/s400/Christmas2009+059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake got some tools from Gram and Pop........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D03gHBeJI/AAAAAAAAA40/26-d38drcYY/s1600-h/Christmas2009+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422603185703450770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D03gHBeJI/AAAAAAAAA40/26-d38drcYY/s400/Christmas2009+063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And MG got her American Girl Doll named Kit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D6ffNAaUI/AAAAAAAAA6U/7Ed4RZlipME/s1600-h/Christmas2009+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422609370213017922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D6ffNAaUI/AAAAAAAAA6U/7Ed4RZlipME/s400/Christmas2009+056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas morning was SOOOOOOO much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0DzB6QnDzI/AAAAAAAAA4U/QXeKk5Eq2h8/s1600-h/Christmas2009+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422601165498421042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0DzB6QnDzI/AAAAAAAAA4U/QXeKk5Eq2h8/s400/Christmas2009+072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa came and left presents in our stockings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D03xvG9UI/AAAAAAAAA48/KTHMkLSBJ_k/s1600-h/Christmas2009+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422603190434985282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D03xvG9UI/AAAAAAAAA48/KTHMkLSBJ_k/s400/Christmas2009+081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also left some cookie crumbs..... which Jake found and finished up quickly!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D1QgZOHPI/AAAAAAAAA5M/FIJtAwx2rko/s1600-h/Christmas2009+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422603615276506354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D1QgZOHPI/AAAAAAAAA5M/FIJtAwx2rko/s400/Christmas2009+100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa brought Jake a "Motorcycle!" and MG a soccer ball, barbie furniture, Moxie Girl Dolls, and lots of books!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0DzCGnx9dI/AAAAAAAAA4c/Ah5Mw6MvNPI/s1600-h/Christmas2009+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422601168816829906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0DzCGnx9dI/AAAAAAAAA4c/Ah5Mw6MvNPI/s400/Christmas2009+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That evening we headed to the Farm to spend Christmas Night and "repeat Christmas morning" at my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Jake's favorite person, Poppie and favorite place to be, with his Poppie at the farm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D1Q3-2QFI/AAAAAAAAA5U/D6rb9zGdd9Q/s1600-h/Christmas2009+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422603621608341586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D1Q3-2QFI/AAAAAAAAA5U/D6rb9zGdd9Q/s400/Christmas2009+113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is one of MG's favorite places to be.... next to her Lady reading a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D1RFAcuuI/AAAAAAAAA5c/WU5P9j_ApLc/s1600-h/Christmas2009+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422603625104718562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D1RFAcuuI/AAAAAAAAA5c/WU5P9j_ApLc/s400/Christmas2009+116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning we woke up and did a "Repeat Christmas Morning" with my family. Santa came AGAIN! In addition to Santa we continued my families home made Christmas gifts which were as amazing as always. Visit my brother's blog for the details...... he is much more eloquent and has great pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fireandmotion.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-continues-to-create-christmas.html"&gt;http://fireandmotion.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-continues-to-create-christmas.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D1RYKujUI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Ynriqx_MLv8/s1600-h/Christmas2009+124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422603630248103234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D1RYKujUI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Ynriqx_MLv8/s400/Christmas2009+124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0FOOSybZ3I/AAAAAAAAA6c/0WU4Iso6ml8/s1600-h/Christmas2009+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422701433799272306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0FOOSybZ3I/AAAAAAAAA6c/0WU4Iso6ml8/s400/Christmas2009+130.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;After a busy morning Jake and Poppie were tuckered out!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D1RzDo5MI/AAAAAAAAA5s/myYd0myuQCc/s1600-h/Christmas2009+133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422603637466129602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D1RzDo5MI/AAAAAAAAA5s/myYd0myuQCc/s400/Christmas2009+133.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;That night we all sat around a bonfire, roasted marshmellows and caught up on each others lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D2HAeKYWI/AAAAAAAAA50/iVckt8EzFiA/s1600-h/Christmas2009+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422604551600103778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D2HAeKYWI/AAAAAAAAA50/iVckt8EzFiA/s400/Christmas2009+136.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;It was the first time, in a very long time, we were all together for Christmas.... and it was the BEST CHRISTMAS EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D2HjzcPoI/AAAAAAAAA58/3SwwUCFXDd4/s1600-h/Christmas2009+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422604561084595842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D2HjzcPoI/AAAAAAAAA58/3SwwUCFXDd4/s400/Christmas2009+138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7391869714702982488-7517325793738626885?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7517325793738626885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=7517325793738626885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/7517325793738626885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/7517325793738626885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/S0D2IRHxW5I/AAAAAAAAA6M/H-D1z1mo0Dw/s72-c/November2009+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-7092405944289551615</id><published>2009-09-20T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:57:23.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Proud of My Dear Friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to share with you how proud I am of my good friend Trisha Freeman. Until recently she was a creative, very dedicated, very loving, stay-at-home mom to 2 precious little girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically overnight..... OK, it took a few weeks.... she created her own business and has made not only beautiful things from what we lovingly call "junk," but she has made a profit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opened a booth at one of our local antique malls, White Elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below are a few pictures of her treasures......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Srb2NAPBBcI/AAAAAAAAA3c/TBvblRZGT8A/s1600-h/Fall+2009+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383761107829720514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Srb2NAPBBcI/AAAAAAAAA3c/TBvblRZGT8A/s400/Fall+2009+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Srb2OQopx9I/AAAAAAAAA3s/DtLkbzURY-w/s1600-h/Fall+2009+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383761129412085714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Srb2OQopx9I/AAAAAAAAA3s/DtLkbzURY-w/s400/Fall+2009+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AGAIN, I am so proud of her! She has a fantasitc eye for decorating and loves vintage treasures, she is a wonderful mom and most of all she is a GREAT friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, here are her REAL treasures! (Trisha with Jake, her 11 month old Hattie, her 3 year old Phoebe and Mary Grace.... and Charlie the dog in the background.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Srb3u110xdI/AAAAAAAAA30/z5WV9ohdcEg/s1600-h/April2009+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383762788666885586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Srb3u110xdI/AAAAAAAAA30/z5WV9ohdcEg/s400/April2009+102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-7092405944289551615?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7092405944289551615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=7092405944289551615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/7092405944289551615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/7092405944289551615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-proud-of-my-dear-friend.html' title='So Proud of My Dear Friend!'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Srb2NAPBBcI/AAAAAAAAA3c/TBvblRZGT8A/s72-c/Fall+2009+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-3721719526448144425</id><published>2009-08-12T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:30:18.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike and Sue Plus 2</title><content type='html'>.......Plus 1 more!!! Just wanted to announce we are expecting baby number 3 in late January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Grace is sooooooooo excited and is convinced the baby is going to be a girl.... some of her name suggestions include Piper, Elizabeth, Amelia, and Rodney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake doesn't seem to notice the growing bump on my belly but I did find him looking at my belly button (it already looks funny) at the pool the other day...... I guess it is time to retire the bikini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike is excited and we are both getting prepared to be totally out numbered. We are thrilled, excited and praying for a healthy pregnancy and baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We will keep you updated on baby "Rodney" as the pregnancy progresses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Other exciting news...... my brother and sister-in-law are expecting also. Our due dates are a few weeks apart. My parents are so eager to have 2 new grand babies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-3721719526448144425?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3721719526448144425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=3721719526448144425&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/3721719526448144425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/3721719526448144425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/mike-and-sue-plus-2.html' title='Mike and Sue Plus 2'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-2143021172454163769</id><published>2009-08-12T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:43:42.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Circus</title><content type='html'>Mike and I took MG and Will to the Circus last week......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were soooooooo excited to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SoNyw_Fuf8I/AAAAAAAAAwU/keDJDlZr0hs/s1600-h/2009+summer+161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369261366650503106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SoNyw_Fuf8I/AAAAAAAAAwU/keDJDlZr0hs/s400/2009+summer+161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sweet friends held hands the whole way there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SoNywUJpZFI/AAAAAAAAAwM/hCBpCbsW5y0/s1600-h/2009+summer+160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369261355124221010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SoNywUJpZFI/AAAAAAAAAwM/hCBpCbsW5y0/s400/2009+summer+160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to share with y'all some of their conversations during the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SoNyx_5F30I/AAAAAAAAAwk/w30G6DWeW6U/s1600-h/2009+summer+164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369261384045813570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SoNyx_5F30I/AAAAAAAAAwk/w30G6DWeW6U/s400/2009+summer+164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;During the "Trapeze" show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will: I can do THAT!!! I know I can..... I did it yesterday at the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MG: Will, "THAT" isn't safe for kids.... you could get hurt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;During the "Tiger Trainer" show:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Will: I can do that, that is sooooo easy!&lt;br /&gt;MG: Will, that is soooooo dangerous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;During the "Motorcycle in the Cage" show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will: I DON'T think I can do that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MG: No way! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I think we need to work on getting Will some more confidence and to try to make MG more reserved and cautious!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SoNyx_5F30I/AAAAAAAAAwk/w30G6DWeW6U/s1600-h/2009+summer+164.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They lasted until the end of the show but were exhausted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SoNyxpYgzyI/AAAAAAAAAwc/DQ6FAW-7Qxw/s1600-h/2009+summer+162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369261378003586850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SoNyxpYgzyI/AAAAAAAAAwc/DQ6FAW-7Qxw/s400/2009+summer+162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike and I had a great time watching the show and watching MG and Will enjoy the circus. We just hope this last conversation is soon forgotten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will: I am going to be in the circus when I grow up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MG: Me too! I don't want to be a doctor..... I want to be in the circus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-2143021172454163769?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2143021172454163769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=2143021172454163769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/2143021172454163769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/2143021172454163769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/circus.html' title='The Circus'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SoNyw_Fuf8I/AAAAAAAAAwU/keDJDlZr0hs/s72-c/2009+summer+161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-1834426419581828338</id><published>2009-05-30T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:21:40.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MG's Funny Comments of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGKxD2hzYI/AAAAAAAAAoI/39XrZsRD7TY/s1600-h/FebMarch2009+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341703208490356098" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGKxD2hzYI/AAAAAAAAAoI/39XrZsRD7TY/s400/FebMarch2009+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to compile some of MG's funny comments of the week to publish in one blog. So here goes. This is compiled comments from age 2 1/2 to 4 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mommy, why does Cruella De Vil go tee tee into her mouth?" (this was in response to me saying "Cruella De Vil sure has a potty mouth!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGGnlBfBDI/AAAAAAAAAng/AjN_1HOOF7o/s1600-h/cruella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341698647549477938" style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGGnlBfBDI/AAAAAAAAAng/AjN_1HOOF7o/s400/cruella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When talking with her cousins about which one is the youngest she stated confidently "I'm the youngest because I eat the most hot dogs!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGNT6gQaBI/AAAAAAAAAog/-68is3D73mI/s1600-h/christmas2008+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGQ9qEH2WI/AAAAAAAAApI/coowI8bsIZg/s1600-h/IMG_9890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341710021976119650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGQ9qEH2WI/AAAAAAAAApI/coowI8bsIZg/s400/IMG_9890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, when Jake turns one year old can we call him Mike?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGOiMsJ1LI/AAAAAAAAAo4/w0YOPS3egv4/s1600-h/Winter2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341707351211234482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGOiMsJ1LI/AAAAAAAAAo4/w0YOPS3egv4/s400/Winter2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Let's change Jake's name to Caroline!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGQ-KTTqjI/AAAAAAAAApY/pJ1ne9RS1yc/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341710030629743154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGQ-KTTqjI/AAAAAAAAApY/pJ1ne9RS1yc/s400/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, you DEFINITELY have the biggest bottom in the whole house!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGNUb4isYI/AAAAAAAAAow/2Yytxuh_ffA/s1600-h/Florida2007+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341706015259931010" style="WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGNUb4isYI/AAAAAAAAAow/2Yytxuh_ffA/s400/Florida2007+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, I love you as much as the ZOO!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGMHlKt4YI/AAAAAAAAAoY/aE-xGMNutPQ/s1600-h/zoo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341704694902153602" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGMHlKt4YI/AAAAAAAAAoY/aE-xGMNutPQ/s400/zoo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mommy, when I turn Daddy's age can I say bad words too?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGGoMpsA-I/AAAAAAAAAno/vqWbdrpxc3w/s1600-h/April2009+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341698658187084770" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGGoMpsA-I/AAAAAAAAAno/vqWbdrpxc3w/s400/April2009+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointing to my face she asked "Why do you have speckles?" I think she meant freckles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGMHdJcOfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/uSe6cmnqOA0/s1600-h/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341704692749318642" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGMHdJcOfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/uSe6cmnqOA0/s400/zoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Can we just put Jake away somewhere? Like in the drawer?" In response to Jake getting into her toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGQ9NC5q6I/AAAAAAAAApA/w-ZMNFEfXUM/s1600-h/Winter2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341710014186367906" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGQ9NC5q6I/AAAAAAAAApA/w-ZMNFEfXUM/s400/Winter2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mommy, I will watch over Jake for you!" We were at the park and Jake was playing. One of MG's friends walked up and said "Can I help you watch Jake?" MG replied "Sure, but it is pretty hard.... he eats a lot of ROCKS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, Maverick (our dog) is sick! Let's call the vegetarian!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGKw8OeRaI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3YBZW-3qBkY/s1600-h/IMG_8956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341703206443304354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGKw8OeRaI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3YBZW-3qBkY/s400/IMG_8956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to explain to her that it is OK for people to be different and to have different opinions and her response to me was ........"I know Mommy! For example.... you are nice and I am pretty!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGQ916XNgI/AAAAAAAAApQ/jCTUBXfKS8c/s1600-h/IMG_9670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341710025156408834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGQ916XNgI/AAAAAAAAApQ/jCTUBXfKS8c/s400/IMG_9670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to prepare Mary Grace for a transition into a booster seat I said "MG, when you turn 4, you won't have to ride in your car seat anymore....." Before I could finish my statement she ran out of the room, pumping her fist in the air saying "YES!!! I get to drive!" &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;Aunt Allie: "MG you are such a DIVA!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MG: "Thanks, Allie!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Allie: "Do you know what a diva is?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MG: "It's like..... when I want something, I want it now! Yes, I am a DIVA!"&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/7391869714702982488-1834426419581828338?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1834426419581828338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=1834426419581828338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1834426419581828338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1834426419581828338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/mgs-funny-comments-of-week.html' title='MG&apos;s Funny Comments of the Week'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SiGKxD2hzYI/AAAAAAAAAoI/39XrZsRD7TY/s72-c/FebMarch2009+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-8346573505792427416</id><published>2009-05-02T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:27:08.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons I learned from JAKE!</title><content type='html'>Jake turned one on April 21st and it amazes me how much he learned and developed over his first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He learned to sit up, crawl and walk. (he actually took his first steps at his birthday party! See video below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e4397be491fab26c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De4397be491fab26c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331430723%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E5AD28CA097948F950613B05B67B8B32C142F9F.7C24E0923967440F77C09D9991D23618D150E78E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4397be491fab26c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0_Nw5_s6JyoUXNpaKWCR8tJ_OWY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De4397be491fab26c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331430723%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E5AD28CA097948F950613B05B67B8B32C142F9F.7C24E0923967440F77C09D9991D23618D150E78E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4397be491fab26c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0_Nw5_s6JyoUXNpaKWCR8tJ_OWY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He learned to say ball (first word), dada, bye-bye and FINALLY mama! (now he calls everything and everyone "Mama"!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He learned how to throw a ball....... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SHHHHHH! I think he can throw farther than I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;He learned to say night-night and sleep through the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He learned how to give hugs and kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;He learned to recognize the people that love him. (He will point to the correct person if you say "Where's MG? Where's Daddy? Where's Allie?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake learned a TON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; he &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;taught ME&lt;/span&gt; lessons I will cherish forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share some of the lessons I learned from Jake during his &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIRST YEAR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spend time with the "older generation." They have a lot to teach us and lot's of love to give. (Jake with his Great Grandmother- "Mimi")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SghD1CCFN2I/AAAAAAAAAnY/eMbjKKhl2OM/s1600-h/June2008-2+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334588336978081634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SghD1CCFN2I/AAAAAAAAAnY/eMbjKKhl2OM/s400/June2008-2+120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Find comfort and rest in the arms of the people you love.  (Jake with his Poppie- my Daddy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Sgg7I4p_p-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/rAYGkIqiSd8/s1600-h/June2008+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334578782453868514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Sgg7I4p_p-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/rAYGkIqiSd8/s400/June2008+244.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake with his Pop- Mike's Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Sgg7IhfVxfI/AAAAAAAAAnI/25XS-bC527s/s1600-h/Winter2008+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334578776235165170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Sgg7IhfVxfI/AAAAAAAAAnI/25XS-bC527s/s400/Winter2008+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Generations of father's and son's are VERY important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Sgg7IagA9kI/AAAAAAAAAnA/uvT5NIzZ3Us/s1600-h/christmaseve2008+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334578774358947394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Sgg7IagA9kI/AAAAAAAAAnA/uvT5NIzZ3Us/s400/christmaseve2008+057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Take a minute to let the sun shine on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Sgg7IEt5AQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/8tikd0oz_Sk/s1600-h/springbreak2009+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334578768511566082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Sgg7IEt5AQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/8tikd0oz_Sk/s400/springbreak2009+077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Love your neighbors.  (Jake with Wyatt and Hattie- our wonderful neighbors)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Sgg7H1MJJfI/AAAAAAAAAmw/9k0DyarISuQ/s1600-h/springbreak2009+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334578764343485938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/Sgg7H1MJJfI/AAAAAAAAAmw/9k0DyarISuQ/s400/springbreak2009+066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSOFHOQ2QI/AAAAAAAAAl4/vb6Hu3txmZE/s1600-h/Easter2009+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333544077202872578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSOFHOQ2QI/AAAAAAAAAl4/vb6Hu3txmZE/s400/Easter2009+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't ever pass up a chance to swing! HIGH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSQNmmq7AI/AAAAAAAAAmo/-bYbD5kYixk/s1600-h/FebMarch2009+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333546422088952834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSQNmmq7AI/AAAAAAAAAmo/-bYbD5kYixk/s400/FebMarch2009+110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Love, spend time with and tolerate your siblings! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MG and Jake hanging out on a beautiful spring day. MG INSISTED Jake wear the Bunny ears...... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he tolerates MOST of her ideas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSQNH7i6gI/AAAAAAAAAmg/uxMvuikehRg/s1600-h/FebMarch2009+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333546413855009282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSQNH7i6gI/AAAAAAAAAmg/uxMvuikehRg/s400/FebMarch2009+090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSOFa37geI/AAAAAAAAAmA/XT17VJONbRY/s1600-h/Easter2009+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333544082477908450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSOFa37geI/AAAAAAAAAmA/XT17VJONbRY/s400/Easter2009+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you don't have what you need...... IMPROVISE. (Jake played with this watering can for about 30 minutes, WHO NEEDS TOYS?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSQM-ZMQxI/AAAAAAAAAmY/psVHnELRbsA/s1600-h/FebMarch2009+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333546411294999314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSQM-ZMQxI/AAAAAAAAAmY/psVHnELRbsA/s400/FebMarch2009+084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Take time to smell the flowers. (Actually, I think he was eating dirt!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSQMoCMYBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/YBA1jSxCj9A/s1600-h/FebMarch2009+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333546405292957714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSQMoCMYBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/YBA1jSxCj9A/s400/FebMarch2009+065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Dogs are truly "Man's Best Friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSQMXTwSMI/AAAAAAAAAmI/PWR3lNWNfwU/s1600-h/FebMarch2009+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333546400803211458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSQMXTwSMI/AAAAAAAAAmI/PWR3lNWNfwU/s400/FebMarch2009+052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. BELIEVE!!! In Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny and most importantly...... The LORD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSOEznFLjI/AAAAAAAAAlw/MXNjh_OL8mE/s1600-h/Easter2009+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333544071938256434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSOEznFLjI/AAAAAAAAAlw/MXNjh_OL8mE/s400/Easter2009+087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Enjoy some time away from the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSOErppzkI/AAAAAAAAAlo/wju_sVB3ZTA/s1600-h/April2009+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333544069801561666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SgSOErppzkI/AAAAAAAAAlo/wju_sVB3ZTA/s400/April2009+233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. ALWAYS Celebrate with Cake....... and sometimes it is more fun to eat with our hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SfyrLv65IwI/AAAAAAAAAlY/kAIru89KTZE/s1600-h/April2009+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331324277230215938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SfyrLv65IwI/AAAAAAAAAlY/kAIru89KTZE/s400/April2009+201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. FAMILY is the most important thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SfyrLRxX9TI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/KCnnw7xuY3I/s1600-h/April2009+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331324269137229106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SfyrLRxX9TI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/KCnnw7xuY3I/s400/April2009+208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. The importance of giving back. For Jakes birthday we decided to give back to the community. See the link below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epartnersingiving.com/jakebacsik" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.epartnersingiving.com/jakebacsik&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday, my sweet Jake. I can't wait for what you are going to teach me next!&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/7391869714702982488-8346573505792427416?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e4397be491fab26c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8346573505792427416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=8346573505792427416&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/8346573505792427416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/8346573505792427416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/lessons-from-jake.html' title='Lessons I learned from JAKE!'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SghD1CCFN2I/AAAAAAAAAnY/eMbjKKhl2OM/s72-c/June2008-2+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-1251575530951969856</id><published>2009-03-11T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:34:15.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Retires!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SbgR5bNRkiI/AAAAAAAAAlI/KPtpTPP5UR8/s1600-h/Mike+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312015438737150498" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SbgR5bNRkiI/AAAAAAAAAlI/KPtpTPP5UR8/s400/Mike+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's official. Mike retired from the game he LOVES last week. The last 27 years of his life was devoted and consumed with this game....... now it is over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SbgLLogukNI/AAAAAAAAAko/pN6RgJ6sc2Y/s1600-h/pitching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312008054964654290" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SbgLLogukNI/AAAAAAAAAko/pN6RgJ6sc2Y/s400/pitching.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may ask "WHY?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY retire from this glorious game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not because there weren't offers, there were a few. It's because baseball life is HARD and often heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think Mike's heart and soul were broken, beat up and ready to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe more years in BASEBALL wasn't God's plan for us. Most likely, God provided us a really exciting adventure to get us to where we are today. I truly believe God has placed Mike in the right place, at the right time to start his next career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike's first communication or incounter with the radio station he is working for now was because he was a baseball player. It opened the door for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Mike had been up in the Big Leagues at the end of last season, he would not have had the chance to start his Saturday radio show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he didn't have that Saturday show, he probably wouldn't have the chance to fill in during the holidays for the regular hosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he hadn't filled in over the holidays, he probably wouldn't have made connections in the radio industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His decision on retiring was not an easy one. A ton of prayer, debate and soul searching went into his decision. And ultimately he decided he was ready for the next chapter in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SbgLL1bbrLI/AAAAAAAAAkw/feQ9u0WMxVc/s1600-h/Mike+baseball2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312008058432105650" style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SbgLL1bbrLI/AAAAAAAAAkw/feQ9u0WMxVc/s400/Mike+baseball2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He worked hard this off season to open even more doors for his next career in sports talk radio. Not only did one door open, but 2 doors opened for him last week. He was offered a job on 2 different radio stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided to take the producer position on his favorite radio station 1310am "The Ticket." Not only will his connection and LOVE for baseball live on, Mike gets to do what he truly enjoys- talking about the Mavs, the Cowboys and the Rangers.... and get paid for doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SbgLL-aqNCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/hv136PU4Lf8/s1600-h/the+ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312008060844782626" style="WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 76px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SbgLL-aqNCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/hv136PU4Lf8/s400/the+ticket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseball was a fun, amazing journey and we created some lasting memories because of it. Listed below are just a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Living in 5 different states the first 6 months of our marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Living in 13 different states throughout all years of our marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Traveling to places we never dreamed we would go. For example Kinston, NC and Akron, OH- bet you guys didn't even know about those cities, I sure didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Mike helping the USA qualify for the 2008 Olympics in Cuba the summer of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Playing for 4 major league teams and playing in over a dozen major league ballparks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Many, many fun spring training memories- going to the beach, Disney World, Busch Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) When Mike was with the Rangers in spring training, my family flew out to Phoenix and we drove up to Mesa, AZ to spread my Grandmother's ashes on top of a beautiful mountain in her favorite part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Watching Mary Grace cheer for her Daddy! "Strike him out DADDY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) The beautiful drives from Spring Training to where ever he was playing each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Living with different couples during spring training and during the season because we were so poor we couldn't afford rent on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Making it on $12,000 a year and thinking we had all the money in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Mary Grace being put on the score board jumbo-tron in Philadelphia with a diaper on her head and sunglasses on at midnight as a game went into the 17th inning- she was delirious! And so was I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Bringing our sweet Jake into our family during the 2008 season in Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Meeting the most AMAZING, wonderful, inspiring people along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are excited to be a part of new memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Births of our friends babies. We have 7 friends due to deliver during this spring and summer which we would have missed if Mike was playing this year. (Roxanne, Kriste, Angela, Amy, Gretchen, Morgan, Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Easters, Memorial Days, 4th of Julys and Labor Days with our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Weddings, Birthday parties, Graduations and Funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Springs in Texas. (We always missed the bluebonnets blooming.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Summers in Texas- OK not much to miss except 104 degree heat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Establishing a connection with a church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Taking family vacations. (We have never done this! EVER!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Being available to my sweet baseball girls who are all having babies this season... Kylie, Deborah, Perri and Tammy- I am there in a heartbeat ...... just say the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my sweet husband..... I am SO VERY proud of you and all that you accomplished during your time playing ball. It was a very exciting journey! I am honored you took me along with you. I know you are hurting and I pray that your pain eases a little everyday. Every spring you will get that itch to play ball....I will do my best to support you, distract you and give you your time to grieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the next chapter in our life with the radio show, being home-home and spending time with our sweet family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture from the last game we were all together. Columbus, OH. August 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SbgLMDnT6cI/AAAAAAAAAlA/XTdyGyGGoPU/s1600-h/IMG_8854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312008062240025026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SbgLMDnT6cI/AAAAAAAAAlA/XTdyGyGGoPU/s400/IMG_8854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I will write again about our life in Baseball because I am also having a difficult time with the transition. So expect a few more blogs dedicated to the chapter of our life that is closing..... writing is my therapy. Thank you all for listening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-1251575530951969856?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1251575530951969856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=1251575530951969856&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1251575530951969856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1251575530951969856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/mike-retires.html' title='Mike Retires!'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SbgR5bNRkiI/AAAAAAAAAlI/KPtpTPP5UR8/s72-c/Mike+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-5364655731004823493</id><published>2009-01-21T18:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:33:05.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Grace is 4!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXfjKCDjAhI/AAAAAAAAAkM/rkXfRpmVrHc/s1600-h/portraits+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293949648487252498" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXfjKCDjAhI/AAAAAAAAAkM/rkXfRpmVrHc/s400/portraits+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;What? !!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe it! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or maybe I don't want to believe it! &lt;/span&gt;.....................Where did the last 4 years go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could my chubby, sweet, yummy 8 pound newborn be 4 years old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 is such a BIG Birthday! It seems she went from a toddler to a little girl overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are The Top 10 Things I will miss about 3 years old:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How she always thought and stated "Mommy is the Boss." She is starting to figure out that it isn't &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Wanting to "do it by myself" but ending up needing/wanting my help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Learning new words and using them in the wrong context. "This picture is concise and perfect!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Learning new BIG words and using them in the correct context. "I am officially tired.... officially!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Still believing in Mike's magic dust (he keeps it in his pocket for the occasional boo boo. Recently she told him "it isn't real, just pretend! Daddy!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Running to great me at the door after work with a big hug and kiss.... now I pry her away from the Backyardigans, Barbies or coloring to get a hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Her carefree, innocent, playful nature and her giggles.... hoping this will last many, many more years but she recently asked with a worried look "if we are going to be able to afford our mortgage payments in this bad economy!" Obviously just repeating words but starting to lean away from carefree and innocent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;8) Realizing I am &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;the smartest person in the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WHOLE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Now, when she is throwing the temper tantrum in the grocery store, parking lot, church, ect I CAN'T look up at the judging faces and say "she's just 3!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) She will NEVER, EVER be 3 years old again! (TEARS are flowing!) 3 was a big year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXflLBYX8II/AAAAAAAAAkU/Syf2Dzewfuc/s1600-h/portraits+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293951864509296770" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXflLBYX8II/AAAAAAAAAkU/Syf2Dzewfuc/s400/portraits+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy Birthday to my sweet, wonderful, joyful, precious little girl! I am looking forward to 4 but will miss 3 like crazy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-5364655731004823493?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5364655731004823493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=5364655731004823493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/5364655731004823493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/5364655731004823493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/mary-grace-is-4.html' title='Mary Grace is 4!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXfjKCDjAhI/AAAAAAAAAkM/rkXfRpmVrHc/s72-c/portraits+128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-5744657155889212976</id><published>2009-01-02T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:44:43.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&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;December flew by.... we had a blast! If you can get back into the holiday spirit to read this blog using the tune of "A Partridge in a Pear Tree" it will be a TON more fun! This is a summary of how we celebrated Christmas this year. We celebrated Christmas at least 12 times and each celebration was a special time for our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7eeuLJunI/AAAAAAAAAhE/cNOPXGkNHxo/s1600-h/christmascard+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286907631951788658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7eeuLJunI/AAAAAAAAAhE/cNOPXGkNHxo/s400/christmascard+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1st day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me...... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;a party with our Bible Study&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the blurry pictures! Below is the group who graciously welcomed Mike and I into their spiritual family! Thank you guys, we are really enjoying our time with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTij1Sa7pI/AAAAAAAAAik/wZOms4yh7dY/s1600-h/biblestudy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293104567294815890" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTij1Sa7pI/AAAAAAAAAik/wZOms4yh7dY/s200/biblestudy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTijmX11iI/AAAAAAAAAic/m9SyuOvUDk8/s1600-h/biblestudy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293104563291018786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTijmX11iI/AAAAAAAAAic/m9SyuOvUDk8/s200/biblestudy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTikAz5UoI/AAAAAAAAAis/MM1sb5Ju0Do/s1600-h/biblestudy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293104570388009602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTikAz5UoI/AAAAAAAAAis/MM1sb5Ju0Do/s200/biblestudy3.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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;2nd day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me....... .&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;2 KIDS with Santa&lt;/span&gt; and a party with our Bible Study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE needed to see him early so he would have enough time to make the "Tinker Bell that does a lot of stuff!" for MG and Little People bus for Jake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7bqHaU1kI/AAAAAAAAAgM/7r_C8MUumHU/s1600-h/santapics+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286904529169995330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7bqHaU1kI/AAAAAAAAAgM/7r_C8MUumHU/s400/santapics+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3rd day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me........&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 Night in Vegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 2 kids with santa and a party with our Bible study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTeV-tYQKI/AAAAAAAAAh0/rINSRANjwHQ/s1600-h/christmas2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293099931259125922" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTeV-tYQKI/AAAAAAAAAh0/rINSRANjwHQ/s200/christmas2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mike and I traveled all the way to Las Vegas to get a good night sleep and rest. Mike got the flu and we ended up staying in bed with a box of kleenex and antibiotics but I enjoyed some much needed R&amp;amp;R.  Thanks to our families for keeping our babies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;4th day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me....... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;4 Loving Grandparents&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 good nights sleep, 2 kids with santa and a party with our Bible Study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent Christmas Eve at Mike's parents house. It was such a special night with Mike's mom preparing her traditional Christmas eve spread.....yummy food and drinks! But this year was extra special because my family was there also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTkI6jDw0I/AAAAAAAAAjM/Unl5XHDafQA/s1600-h/christmaseve2008+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293106303873565506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTkI6jDw0I/AAAAAAAAAjM/Unl5XHDafQA/s400/christmaseve2008+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTkJIkueLI/AAAAAAAAAjU/sKxUu3eVNL8/s1600-h/christmaseve2008+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293106307638655154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTkJIkueLI/AAAAAAAAAjU/sKxUu3eVNL8/s400/christmaseve2008+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTlwaBpoTI/AAAAAAAAAjk/CF1RGbcql3c/s1600-h/christmaseve2008+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293108081849901362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTlwaBpoTI/AAAAAAAAAjk/CF1RGbcql3c/s400/christmaseve2008+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTlxEt1bbI/AAAAAAAAAjs/bHC1Rt2PIVM/s1600-h/christmaseve2008+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293108093309513138" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTlxEt1bbI/AAAAAAAAAjs/bHC1Rt2PIVM/s400/christmaseve2008+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;5th day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me....... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;5 Steaks Well DONE........&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4 loving Grandparents, 3 Nights in Vegas, 2 Kids with Santa and a party with our Bible study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We headed down to my Grandmother's farm to celebrate Christmas with my Mom's extended family...... "Texas Style" with steaks, beer and country music on the radio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7fpcK5lgI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ADCYF_jZuuA/s1600-h/christmas2008+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286908915609081346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7fpcK5lgI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ADCYF_jZuuA/s400/christmas2008+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7ed4AKcEI/AAAAAAAAAg0/xQ-jsWu2dk0/s1600-h/christmas2008+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286907617410183234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7ed4AKcEI/AAAAAAAAAg0/xQ-jsWu2dk0/s400/christmas2008+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7eeS7hbYI/AAAAAAAAAg8/f9IBhHbRFxk/s1600-h/christmas2008+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286907624638475650" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7eeS7hbYI/AAAAAAAAAg8/f9IBhHbRFxk/s400/christmas2008+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7fp4VLB0I/AAAAAAAAAhc/XJZdWhFHwgg/s1600-h/christmas2008+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286908923168360258" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7fp4VLB0I/AAAAAAAAAhc/XJZdWhFHwgg/s400/christmas2008+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;6th day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me......... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;6 Best Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 steaks well done&lt;/span&gt;...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4 loving Grandparents, 3 Nights in Vegas, 2 Kids with Santa and a party with our Bible Study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrated Christmas with 6 of my best girlfriends from high school and their families... Below is Gretch, Elena, Jen, Kelly and me. Monica was also there, just missed the picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTkJTaFDhI/AAAAAAAAAjc/YYQOUsHKViw/s1600-h/christmas2008+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293106310546787858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTkJTaFDhI/AAAAAAAAAjc/YYQOUsHKViw/s400/christmas2008+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;7th day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me........ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;7 promises of FAITH&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6 best friends........ 5 steaks well done!!!! 4 loving Grandparents, 3 Nights in Vegas , 2 Kids with Santa and a party with our Bible Study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little Jake was Baptized on Christmas Eve. My brother and sister-in-law, Drew and Tanya in addition to Mike's sister, Katy are his Godparents. What a special day as he was introduced into Christ's kingdom. Also what a commitment and responsibility for Mike and me to continue his growth with Christ..... I gladly take on that responsibility! Mike and I were also there to make a commitment to our new God Son William Wyatt. Total promises of faith that day included Drew, Tanya, Katy, Mike and I for Jake, plus Mike and I for Wyatt. What a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SWkCyie8--I/AAAAAAAAAhk/MYbRSlVQr3c/s1600-h/jakebaptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289762304596704226" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SWkCyie8--I/AAAAAAAAAhk/MYbRSlVQr3c/s400/jakebaptism.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SWkCzctdPyI/AAAAAAAAAhs/6ilKY5QgPFw/s1600-h/jakesbaptism2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289762320226795298" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SWkCzctdPyI/AAAAAAAAAhs/6ilKY5QgPFw/s400/jakesbaptism2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTkIE_B9tI/AAAAAAAAAjE/fLlUc0OZJbQ/s1600-h/christmaseve2008+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293106289495373522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTkIE_B9tI/AAAAAAAAAjE/fLlUc0OZJbQ/s400/christmaseve2008+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;8th day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me.......... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;8 Gifts from Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;nta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7 promises of faith, 6 Best Friends, 5 Steaks Well Done!!!! 4 Loving Grandparents, 3 Nights in Vegas, 2 Kids with Santa and a party with our Bible Study!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas on the morning of the 25th was spent at our home with the kids. I can't even put into words how magical it was. Santa brought Mary Grace the "Tinker Bell toy that does a lot of stuff", a new mixer for her kitchen, Horton Hears a WHO movie, Tinker Bell Movie and a new Bible. He brought Jake the Little People bus, boat and a new train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTeWREaRxI/AAAAAAAAAh8/h7MeystHVfM/s1600-h/christmasday2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293099936187565842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTeWREaRxI/AAAAAAAAAh8/h7MeystHVfM/s200/christmasday2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTeXIboTrI/AAAAAAAAAiE/xCwTj6qCud4/s1600-h/christmasday2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293099951048904370" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTeXIboTrI/AAAAAAAAAiE/xCwTj6qCud4/s200/christmasday2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTeYIaD5rI/AAAAAAAAAiU/60ZoVRsYHhU/s1600-h/christmasday2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293099968222193330" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTeYIaD5rI/AAAAAAAAAiU/60ZoVRsYHhU/s200/christmasday2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTeXrWoivI/AAAAAAAAAiM/VybBfgVGzkM/s1600-h/christmasday2008+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293099960423189234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTeXrWoivI/AAAAAAAAAiM/VybBfgVGzkM/s200/christmasday2008+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTilLUJboI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Z3aK4Ir7Vq0/s1600-h/christmasday2008+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293104590387506818" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTilLUJboI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Z3aK4Ir7Vq0/s200/christmasday2008+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTikj9YDKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/QCYSJ8E4xb4/s1600-h/christmasday2008+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293104579823013026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXTikj9YDKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/QCYSJ8E4xb4/s200/christmasday2008+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;9th day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me........ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;9 sweet babies&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;8 gifts from Santa, 7 promises of faith, 6 Best Friends, 5 Steaks Well Done!!!!! 4 Loving Grandparents, 3 Nights in Vegas, 2 Kids with Santa and a party with our Bible Study! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The babies of the 6 Best Friends. From left to right- Brooke, Luke, Laney, Ella, Ava, Mary Grace, Jake and Wyatt (on the floor.) Not pictured is baby boy/girl Mitchell who is still in his/her mommy's tummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXU99yLD9xI/AAAAAAAAAj0/jzNSUUBY5bc/s1600-h/christmas2008+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293205068693370642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXU99yLD9xI/AAAAAAAAAj0/jzNSUUBY5bc/s400/christmas2008+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;10th day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me........ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;10 Home Made Presents&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;9 sweet babies, 8 gifts from Santa, 7 promises of faith, 6 best friends, 5 Steaks well done!!!! 4 loving Grandparents, 3 Nights in Vegas, 2 kids with Santa and a party with our Bible Study!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My family makes our Christmas gifts for each other every year. This was the 10th year of "home made Christmas gifts" and here is the list of the 10 gifts that were made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1) Hand built Margarita Machine- made by my oldest brother John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2) Belts for the girls and oven mits for the boys- made by my sister Allie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3) Handprint cards- made by Jake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4) Framed finger painting- made by MG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5) Mesquite wood chips for B-B-Q- made by my Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6) Personalized family names with the "letter's" taken of objects from my parents land- made by my middle brother Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7) Personalized stationary- made by Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8) Family journals- made by Sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9) Pickles and pickled vegetables- made by Drew's wife Tanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10) Kitchen floor mats- made by my Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is all of us at the top of the stairs on "Christmas morning." It was really the 26th but we pretended it was Christmas morning! My sweet family delays Christmas until the 26th so we can spend the 25th at home with MG and Jake.... that means so much to us! Thank you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXU9-ByH8xI/AAAAAAAAAj8/ijAuGXWkfwM/s1600-h/christmasday2008+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293205072883741458" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXU9-ByH8xI/AAAAAAAAAj8/ijAuGXWkfwM/s400/christmasday2008+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;11th day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me....... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;11 new tricks from Jake&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;10 home made gifts, 9 sweet babies, 8 gifts from Santa, 7 promises of faith, 6 Best Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 Steaks Well Done!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 loving Grandparents, 3 Nights in Vegas, 2 Kids with Santa and a party with our Bible Study!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jake is laughing, jumping, pulling up, cruising, crawling (fast), saying Ba, OOH and mmmmmmm. He is hugging, kissing and knows his name! He is AMAZING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXU9-YwMDaI/AAAAAAAAAkE/6zIz0HoK9u0/s1600-h/christmaseve2008+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293205079049637282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SXU9-YwMDaI/AAAAAAAAAkE/6zIz0HoK9u0/s400/christmaseve2008+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;12th day of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; my true love gave to me...... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;12 (thousand) smiles, laughs, giggles from MG and Jake&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11 new tricks from Jake, 10 home made presents, 9 sweet babies, 8 gifts from Santa, 7 promises of faith, 6 best friends........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5 Steaks Well Done!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4 loving Grandparents, 3 Nights in Vegas, 2 Kids with Santa and a party with our Bible Study!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike and I loved watching MG and Jake over the Holidays.... their smiles make our hearts melt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7brTlQm-I/AAAAAAAAAgc/CrpYUJzT5UU/s1600-h/santapics+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286904549616950242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7brTlQm-I/AAAAAAAAAgc/CrpYUJzT5UU/s400/santapics+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7brsupyUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/kt5Xtp97mu8/s1600-h/santapics+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286904556367235394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7brsupyUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/kt5Xtp97mu8/s400/santapics+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7bq0lcdQI/AAAAAAAAAgU/AlVXTQDihUs/s1600-h/santapics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286904541296227586" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7bq0lcdQI/AAAAAAAAAgU/AlVXTQDihUs/s400/santapics+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEW YEARS!&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve and New Year's Day were the most fun we've had in a long time! (this will tell you what a boring life we lead!) We went to eat with our neighbors Trisha, Patrick, Phoebe and Hattie at 3pm and were home by 5. The kids were asleep by 7 and Mike and I settled in to watch a movie at 8. Jake woke up promptly at 11:45 to help us ring in the new year. He was a little too excited and didn't go back to sleep until 2am(what a party animal!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to some friends house for a New Year's Day party, then played in the front yard, then went to the park! This may seem boring to some of you but our life right now is about family and that is how we started this GREAT new year..... with our wonderful, CRAZY, family!&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/7391869714702982488-5744657155889212976?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5744657155889212976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=5744657155889212976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/5744657155889212976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/5744657155889212976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SV7eeuLJunI/AAAAAAAAAhE/cNOPXGkNHxo/s72-c/christmascard+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-1640209145908481039</id><published>2008-12-08T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:30:03.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never a Dull Moment in November!</title><content type='html'>When I sat down to write about November I thought it was going to be a little boring...... then I started to remember about all we did last month! Wow, November went fast and we packed a lot of stuff into one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the month with a little manual labor on my parents land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave my dad the gift of "a new rock post" for his birthday present last July. On November 1st we finally able to gather everyone to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictured below is Sue, my daddy, Allie, Tanya and the famous rock post.... not a flattering picture for anyone involved, including the rock post...... I promise it looks better in person!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3fVIeOOaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/F873gDULTK8/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277619892492581282" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3fVIeOOaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/F873gDULTK8/s400/IMG_0097.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;br /&gt;The "Motley Crew," Drew, Sue and Allie- taking a well need break on the tailgate. Yes, November in Texas is still warm enough to wear shorts! I love TEXAS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3fVXhq0RI/AAAAAAAAAeE/fdnINQXvFlo/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277619896533569810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3fVXhq0RI/AAAAAAAAAeE/fdnINQXvFlo/s400/IMG_0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next on the November agenda was attending a local softball game. Mike and MG helped out with a special needs team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike was the pitcher and MG called herself the "catcher" because she caught the balls that rolled back to them on the ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We need to get going on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MG's&lt;/span&gt; baseball education..... I think she means shortstop! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3hTmt4mSI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Vid_l6T7ApM/s1600-h/Winter2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277622065274853666" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3hTmt4mSI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Vid_l6T7ApM/s400/Winter2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our friend Brian with Mike and MG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MG absolutely needed to wear her purple pearls to match her glove!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Can't blame a girl for accessorizing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3hTPfJfgI/AAAAAAAAAes/OiBQflpGlAI/s1600-h/Winter2008+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277622059039030786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3hTPfJfgI/AAAAAAAAAes/OiBQflpGlAI/s400/Winter2008+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About mid-month we had a fun visit from our friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Drese's&lt;/span&gt; before Ryan left for winter ball in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Venezuela&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below is Sweet Kaia, Jake and MG! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We know how you feel missing your Daddy Kaia...... we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; sorry and you can come visit us anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3hT-At-wI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Gf5skA6jIdU/s1600-h/Winter2008+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277622071527865090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3hT-At-wI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Gf5skA6jIdU/s400/Winter2008+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake, Kaia and Kaia's beautiful Mommy- Roxanne!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST5iU2NEVuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/269Ban8O99o/s1600-h/Winter2008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277763923612030690" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST5iU2NEVuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/269Ban8O99o/s400/Winter2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I are going on more dates thanks to our great volunteer babysitters! Thanks Mom, Dad and Allie! Lady, Jake and MG going for a walk while Mike and I went go to the movies. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;OK, OK, OK- Texas does get a little chilly in November..... but only for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3hSvRU-RI/AAAAAAAAAek/s-ywSxNNLc4/s1600-h/Winter2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277622050391128338" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3hSvRU-RI/AAAAAAAAAek/s-ywSxNNLc4/s400/Winter2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE celebrated as Mike turned 31 and Drew turned 34! We had some people over to watch the Texas Tech vs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt; game to help us celebrate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MG and I made a cake..... She had an image of what she wanted the cake to look like and this was the final product after telling me the cake should have fish, stars and worms! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As it turns out chocolate and gummy candy don't really taste great together..... thank you friends and family for eating it politely! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3hUF656II/AAAAAAAAAfE/qEMD6yRKOJE/s1600-h/Winter2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277622073650964610" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3hUF656II/AAAAAAAAAfE/qEMD6yRKOJE/s400/Winter2008+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys blowing out the candles while Will and MG waited patiently for the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt; of cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3l0Y2I9wI/AAAAAAAAAfM/5lOQ92y1iOM/s1600-h/Winter2008+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277627026533578498" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3l0Y2I9wI/AAAAAAAAAfM/5lOQ92y1iOM/s400/Winter2008+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the grownups watched the game, Will, MG and Lola played dress up! (yes that is Will dressed as a mermaid. Nick swears I was involved in dressing his son but he did this ALL ON HIS OWN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ya gotta love 3 year olds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3l2BavALI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6b9o5Ocljgs/s1600-h/Winter2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277627054604353714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3l2BavALI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6b9o5Ocljgs/s400/Winter2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November is not November without Mike's favorite holiday- THANKSGIVING!!!! (what is not to love- yummy food, naps and football- that is Mike's perfect day!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike started his day at 4 am. He worked the 6am to 10am shift on the local sports talk radio show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids and I gave back to our great community by passing out food for Meals on Wheels. Mary Grace loved telling the people "Happy Thanksgiving" at volume 56!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She said it was OK since we were outside- she could use her "outside voice!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all the recipients loved it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we headed to Mike's parents for a DELICIOUS Thanksgiving lunch. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks Linda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gram and MG on Thanksgiving Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3l16VMvoI/AAAAAAAAAfk/JlsckUhg6OI/s1600-h/Winter2008+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277627052702088834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3l16VMvoI/AAAAAAAAAfk/JlsckUhg6OI/s400/Winter2008+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch it was time for the COWBOY game! Linda, Jake and Big Mike watching the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3l1PNC84I/AAAAAAAAAfU/ZO-3yImQ1y4/s1600-h/Winter2008+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277627041125168002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3l1PNC84I/AAAAAAAAAfU/ZO-3yImQ1y4/s400/Winter2008+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At half time we headed down to my parents to see my side of the family, eat leftovers and relax! Jake was pooped!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST5iUrmH-ZI/AAAAAAAAAf0/08PYMvvZNBY/s1600-h/Winter2008+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277763920764336530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST5iUrmH-ZI/AAAAAAAAAf0/08PYMvvZNBY/s400/Winter2008+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he recovered the next day and was able to hang out with his cousins for a while. Barret, Maggie, MG and Jake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST5iVBak_KI/AAAAAAAAAgE/97_fYjyx8yo/s1600-h/Winter2008+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277763926621486242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST5iVBak_KI/AAAAAAAAAgE/97_fYjyx8yo/s400/Winter2008+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day after Thanksgiving, Jake started crawling! The day after that he got his 2 bottom teeth! and the day after that he started pulling up! He had a BIG week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3l1s1n_gI/AAAAAAAAAfc/JFck1NpkSAM/s1600-h/Winter2008+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277627049079995906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3l1s1n_gI/AAAAAAAAAfc/JFck1NpkSAM/s400/Winter2008+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next came the traditional "day after Thanksgiving" Christmas lights. Mike is really serious about this and MG helped this year. By dinner time our conversation went a little something like this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sue: Trying to be funny- "Clark, dinner's ready!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike: Very, very serious- "I can't come in to eat...... I think I am going to have to pull an all-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nighter&lt;/span&gt; to get all these lights up!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike officially turns into Clark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Griswold&lt;/span&gt; the day after Thanksgiving and stays in the spirit until mid January! I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3fVmjUEkI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ShCG_e1OKYk/s1600-h/Winter2008+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277619900566999618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3fVmjUEkI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ShCG_e1OKYk/s400/Winter2008+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of November was a special Mommy/Mary Grace Day! We went to see Disney on Ice! I don't think I watched much of the show..... I was too busy watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;MG's&lt;/span&gt; eyes sparkle and the smile on her face! It was amazing. It is going to be one of my favorite (yummy) memories of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3fWf-TBAI/AAAAAAAAAeU/xnzmxeu2ovQ/s1600-h/Winter2008+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277619915980997634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3fWf-TBAI/AAAAAAAAAeU/xnzmxeu2ovQ/s400/Winter2008+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-1640209145908481039?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1640209145908481039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=1640209145908481039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1640209145908481039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1640209145908481039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-dull-moment-in-november.html' title='Never a Dull Moment in November!'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/ST3fVIeOOaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/F873gDULTK8/s72-c/IMG_0097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-2626836992090975917</id><published>2008-11-10T18:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:54:01.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake's Ride</title><content type='html'>Forget baby wraps, strollers, wagons or baby backpacks........ this is the hip way to travel these days! (click on the movie link below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f19e0a3904fa839d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df19e0a3904fa839d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331430723%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74CB513A3D4DA902F88B509CA80C36A8696527D8.EB19E8CC2094B1850E1EA87DCBBE214CF856573%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df19e0a3904fa839d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDe5PBqhVooWq8bH_ERaXzKTpSSA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df19e0a3904fa839d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331430723%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74CB513A3D4DA902F88B509CA80C36A8696527D8.EB19E8CC2094B1850E1EA87DCBBE214CF856573%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df19e0a3904fa839d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDe5PBqhVooWq8bH_ERaXzKTpSSA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also wears out a 3 year old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-2626836992090975917?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f19e0a3904fa839d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2626836992090975917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=2626836992090975917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/2626836992090975917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/2626836992090975917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/jakes-ride.html' title='Jake&apos;s Ride'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-8340046637622487482</id><published>2008-11-03T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:38:57.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow! I can't believe we've been home for more than 2 months. We've had a great, fun filled FALL. Just wanted to share some of the highlights of our October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pumpkin Patch&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-_S6kykZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/QLQnTcJvEGU/s1600-h/fall2008-2+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264636821101515154" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-_S6kykZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/QLQnTcJvEGU/s400/fall2008-2+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-9oE4TLdI/AAAAAAAAAdI/YrA0RFcd_Fo/s1600-h/fall2008-2+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264634985621695954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-9oE4TLdI/AAAAAAAAAdI/YrA0RFcd_Fo/s400/fall2008-2+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-9nxhbMJI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ltZh7N-yMy0/s1600-h/fall2008-2+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264634980425478290" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-9nxhbMJI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ltZh7N-yMy0/s400/fall2008-2+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then to the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;State Fair of Texas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the kids waiting to get on a ride. (Brooke, Luke and MG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-5fItC41I/AAAAAAAAAco/qqO9IchyvsQ/s1600-h/IMG_9703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264630433982899026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-5fItC41I/AAAAAAAAAco/qqO9IchyvsQ/s400/IMG_9703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Mommies waiting for the kids to get on the ride. (Jen, Kel and Sue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-5ekotlmI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Cj3lF0fbxwU/s1600-h/IMG_9731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264630424301049442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-5ekotlmI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Cj3lF0fbxwU/s400/IMG_9731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake and Mary Grace posing as milk cows! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-5e1cxzuI/AAAAAAAAAcg/xafNTWPhdHc/s1600-h/IMG_9734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264630428814397154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-5e1cxzuI/AAAAAAAAAcg/xafNTWPhdHc/s400/IMG_9734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October wouldn't be October without the annual opening night for the &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;DALLAS MAVERICKS&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ_AGBkPm8I/AAAAAAAAAdY/x9o8As658BY/s1600-h/Mavs+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264637699151600578" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ_AGBkPm8I/AAAAAAAAAdY/x9o8As658BY/s400/Mavs+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;HALLOWEEN&lt;/span&gt;!!! (Pheobe, Lola and MG)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-5eCkRfAI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/_SmbsQfDGy4/s1600-h/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264630415155624962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-5eCkRfAI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/_SmbsQfDGy4/s400/IMG_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme this year was The Wizard of OZ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ_CaiCCYdI/AAAAAAAAAdg/f98XZi3AT8M/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264640250487136722" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ_CaiCCYdI/AAAAAAAAAdg/f98XZi3AT8M/s400/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother and sister joined us. They complete us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-5d8rsJmI/AAAAAAAAAcI/lU_tP5m03BA/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264630413576119906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-5d8rsJmI/AAAAAAAAAcI/lU_tP5m03BA/s400/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/7391869714702982488-8340046637622487482?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8340046637622487482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=8340046637622487482&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/8340046637622487482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/8340046637622487482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-i-cant-believe-weve-been-home-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQ-_S6kykZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/QLQnTcJvEGU/s72-c/fall2008-2+168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-5229907426966418071</id><published>2008-10-26T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:50:41.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Buddies!</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a little boy named Jake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQUxsvaW23I/AAAAAAAAAaw/WRa5IYTrcwg/s1600-h/IMG_9800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261666384363314034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQUxsvaW23I/AAAAAAAAAaw/WRa5IYTrcwg/s400/IMG_9800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a sweet puppy dog named Maverick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQUxs5l4eRI/AAAAAAAAAa4/joWaCzdBgmM/s1600-h/IMG_9771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261666387096008978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQUxs5l4eRI/AAAAAAAAAa4/joWaCzdBgmM/s400/IMG_9771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake and Maverick were BEST BUDDIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQUxtnzVeRI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Gf7xImZhaQg/s1600-h/IMG_9752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261666399500466450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQUxtnzVeRI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Gf7xImZhaQg/s400/IMG_9752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake was 6 months old and probably the happiest baby on the block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQUxuPWGeSI/AAAAAAAAAbI/LUqa1woCAZE/s1600-h/IMG_9735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261666410115266850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQUxuPWGeSI/AAAAAAAAAbI/LUqa1woCAZE/s400/IMG_9735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maverick was 9 or 10 and probably the best dog on the block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQUxuZgBfgI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/6i5tvj6ZpBU/s1600-h/fall2008-2+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261666412841238018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQUxuZgBfgI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/6i5tvj6ZpBU/s400/fall2008-2+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Jake laughed, screamed or giggled Maverick would bark along in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQU0d11esgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/izGnPEpSiDY/s1600-h/IMG_9763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261669426924532226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQU0d11esgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/izGnPEpSiDY/s400/IMG_9763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever Maverick would bark Jake would laugh, coo and giggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQU0dqYpnOI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Vqx5eanDXEE/s1600-h/IMG_9755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261669423850822882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQU0dqYpnOI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Vqx5eanDXEE/s400/IMG_9755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a sister named Mary Grace who loved them both but was usually too busy playing with Will to pay much attention to the best buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQU0e25oNSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6WosjoIkqlM/s1600-h/IMG_9682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261669444390237474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQU0e25oNSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6WosjoIkqlM/s400/IMG_9682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQU0fbA1CdI/AAAAAAAAAb4/G_VwxScUfAk/s1600-h/IMG_9865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261669454084114898" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQU0fbA1CdI/AAAAAAAAAb4/G_VwxScUfAk/s400/IMG_9865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jake and Mav were a team! Although Maverick loved just hanging out with Jake, eating the crumbs that fell off the highchair and licking Jake's gooey hand after a yummy meal of baby cereal and carrots, he was just waiting for the day Jake would start crawling (which will be any day now) so they could find some trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQU2AynR_XI/AAAAAAAAAcA/XvaXRrqkHAw/s1600-h/IMG_9782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261671126866722162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQU2AynR_XI/AAAAAAAAAcA/XvaXRrqkHAw/s400/IMG_9782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on my little guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake had his 6 month check up and is doing great! He is 50% for height and 25% for weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is eating baby cereal, green beans, carrots, apples, pears, bananas, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves Maverick, his big sister, Allie, and going outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is sitting up, rolling over, jabbering (usually in the middle of the night, I think he likes to hear himself talk!), standing up (with help..... he wants to start walking sooooo bad!), scooching on his tummy...... not crawling but can do a complete 360 degree circle while laying on his tummy and throwing stuff (don't know if he is going to be a southpaw yet or not!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a happy, yummy, sweet, little baby boy! I am so glad he joined our family...... and so is Mav!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-5229907426966418071?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5229907426966418071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=5229907426966418071&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/5229907426966418071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/5229907426966418071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/best-buddies.html' title='Best Buddies!'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SQUxsvaW23I/AAAAAAAAAaw/WRa5IYTrcwg/s72-c/IMG_9800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-918467819577909138</id><published>2008-10-16T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:31:54.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why WE Love Allie</title><content type='html'>If you know me, you know I have a sister Allie (because I talk about her all the time!) But you might not know how great she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allie is the most amazing person I know. She is the best mother (even though she has never given birth to a child nor has any children of her own), a dedicated teacher (high school art teacher), the dearest friend anyone could have and a very talented artist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; her and this is why...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is always willing to participate in a impromptu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Popsicle&lt;/span&gt; party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPfnVECzRJI/AAAAAAAAAZs/0Fipke6p5RM/s1600-h/Fall2008+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257925439027102866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPfnVECzRJI/AAAAAAAAAZs/0Fipke6p5RM/s400/Fall2008+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or an adult party! (Crazy Uncle Drew, Allie and MG at the 2008 Memorial Day Block Party)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPlAPC3AxtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/NRtq09D1rv4/s1600-h/June2008+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258304667141588690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPlAPC3AxtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/NRtq09D1rv4/s400/June2008+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MG's&lt;/span&gt; kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPlAOjGZCnI/AAAAAAAAAaE/pypRlDSC5Gc/s1600-h/March2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258304658616158834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPlAOjGZCnI/AAAAAAAAAaE/pypRlDSC5Gc/s400/March2008+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a good laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPfnUukQeAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gVNHUcpN4tk/s1600-h/fall2008-2+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257925433261848578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPfnUukQeAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gVNHUcpN4tk/s400/fall2008-2+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a great artist..... (MG and Allie made this banner for our new neighbor, Hattie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPfnU2G3zyI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ST6udoDbAIM/s1600-h/Fall2008+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257925435286081314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPfnU2G3zyI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ST6udoDbAIM/s400/Fall2008+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gives the best fashion advice...... I think the word that came out of her mouth when MG picked out this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ensemble&lt;/span&gt; was "WOW!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPfnVqP2xPI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/civnDAzuTyc/s1600-h/IMG_5824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257925449282405618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPfnVqP2xPI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/civnDAzuTyc/s400/IMG_5824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to hang out with the GIRLS! (Allie, MG and Ashley)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPfnVTiM5hI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ddjPWDDB3Cs/s1600-h/Fall2008+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257925443185337874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPfnVTiM5hI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ddjPWDDB3Cs/s400/Fall2008+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hang out with the BOYS! (Allie, Jake and Josh- Allie's boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPflboEV_NI/AAAAAAAAAY8/4LkWe5pLhNM/s1600-h/IMG_8973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257923352753208530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPflboEV_NI/AAAAAAAAAY8/4LkWe5pLhNM/s400/IMG_8973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She love Birthday parties and Birthday CAKE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPlAO_FDhBI/AAAAAAAAAaM/iNEks8YZ3Ds/s1600-h/March2008+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258304666126746642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPlAO_FDhBI/AAAAAAAAAaM/iNEks8YZ3Ds/s400/March2008+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She enjoys a good bounce house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPflcmNdKxI/AAAAAAAAAZU/iEu0wXfxUss/s1600-h/fall2008-2+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257923369434426130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPflcmNdKxI/AAAAAAAAAZU/iEu0wXfxUss/s400/fall2008-2+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to play outside. (This picture is old but one of my favorite! MG, Allie and Will)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPflb3C0r5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/U2ymxcnr43w/s1600-h/Allie+and+kids+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257923356773363602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPflb3C0r5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/U2ymxcnr43w/s400/Allie+and+kids+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She runs a GREAT cake-walk (Allie volunteered at Mary Grace's school's Pumpkin Patch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPflcbpFwXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/sajK1zkJHKA/s1600-h/fall2008-2+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257923366597542258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPflcbpFwXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/sajK1zkJHKA/s400/fall2008-2+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is always game for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;snow cone&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPlAPwPDlTI/AAAAAAAAAak/Q-4lyCFnoB0/s1600-h/June26,2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258304679322031410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPlAPwPDlTI/AAAAAAAAAak/Q-4lyCFnoB0/s400/June26,2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all.... because she gives so much of her heart to Mary Grace and Jake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPlAPmFS2fI/AAAAAAAAAac/eAdEMNsDosY/s1600-h/June23,2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258304676596734450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPlAPmFS2fI/AAAAAAAAAac/eAdEMNsDosY/s400/June23,2008+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; her because......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is more than just a sister, she is my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is there for me when I need a shoulder to cry on, when I want to complain about Mike leaving his dirty socks on the dining room floor, when I watch Mary Grace and Jake laugh and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is always up for shopping, watching a great movie or getting a margarita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my fashion advisor, my personal shopper, my 5:30 am running buddy, my "let's go to Target" companion, my "Hill's" watching partner and most importantly......the wind beneath my wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't make it a DAY without her, she is my strength, my support and my best friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-918467819577909138?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/918467819577909138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=918467819577909138&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/918467819577909138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/918467819577909138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-my-kids-love-allie.html' title='Why WE Love Allie'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SPfnVECzRJI/AAAAAAAAAZs/0Fipke6p5RM/s72-c/Fall2008+181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-2576804725861265198</id><published>2008-10-06T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:20:40.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reversal of Roles- Our Off Season Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I officially went back to work full time 2 weeks ago. I haven't posted in a while because that is how long it took to adjust to the new role of full time pediatrician and Mom......wait I am still adjusting! I will probably get it down once it is time to leave for the baseball season in 5 months! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoDXVDlTrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/smV5q0g_59k/s1600-h/Fall2008+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254015614605151922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoDXVDlTrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/smV5q0g_59k/s400/Fall2008+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My day starts at 5am, Jake is usually ready for his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-breakfast, breakfast. 5:30 I am out the door with Allie for our 2 mile walk...... soon we will turn that walk into a run, but I am taking baby steps. By 6:30 I am out the door. AGAIN, and on my way to the hospital where I spend my day seeing newborn babies, teaching residents and guiding medical students to choose pediatrics as their career choice. It is a little bit like Grey's Anatomy- except no one sleeps together, there are few natural disasters and very little drama!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoEL7-TEGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Whfhzwq6kT8/s1600-h/Fall2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most days I am heading home by 3:30 so I can pick Mary Grace up from school. The afternoons are filled with playing outside, playing inside, going to ballet class, going to bible study, making dinner, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoEL7-TEGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Whfhzwq6kT8/s1600-h/Fall2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254016518405165154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoEL7-TEGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Whfhzwq6kT8/s400/Fall2008+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner comes the marathon of getting the 2 kids bathed and put to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoDFEpxRJI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ialqyh_WjnU/s1600-h/Fall2008+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254015300964271250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoDFEpxRJI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ialqyh_WjnU/s400/Fall2008+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoCRLNuK7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Yhyc3KQGLk8/s1600-h/Fall2008+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254014409372478386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoCRLNuK7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Yhyc3KQGLk8/s400/Fall2008+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By 8:30-9, after the kitchen is put back into "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-dinner chaos" shape, lunches are made for the next day, bills are paid and laundry is done Mike and I finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;collapse&lt;/span&gt; on the couch or into bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike is also adjusting to the new role of full time, stay at home Dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoH6VEsnPI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/REesCs3cUQQ/s1600-h/Fall2008+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254020613951757554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoH6VEsnPI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/REesCs3cUQQ/s400/Fall2008+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He does a great job with getting Mary Grace up, fed, dressed and off to school everyday. (One day he told me he forgot to brush &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MG's&lt;/span&gt; hair but most days are pretty smooth.) He is great with her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoH6VEsnPI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/REesCs3cUQQ/s1600-h/Fall2008+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoFr4rRm5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/VzxnkM8yT5Y/s1600-h/Fall2008+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254018166787513234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoFr4rRm5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/VzxnkM8yT5Y/s400/Fall2008+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of his day includes grocery shopping, cooking, laundry and taking care of Jake. These activities include multi-tasking and I often find Mike cooking and mowing the lawn while wearing Jake in the baby backpack. Jake and Mike are really bonding and it is a "blessing in disguise" the time they are spending together....what other father gets this precious time with their son?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoCh5ITs2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/LPZatBAqbqo/s1600-h/Fall2008+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254014696575710050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoCh5ITs2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/LPZatBAqbqo/s400/Fall2008+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike got the job on the sports talk radio station and is working every Saturday! He is great and if you ever want to listen to him go to &lt;a href="http://www.theticket.com/"&gt;www.theticket.com&lt;/a&gt;. You can listen on-line live. His hours are Saturday 12-2pm and he is also filling in during the week for the regular guys. He is going to get to do a Maverick's post-game show on Friday October 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Below is a picture from his broadcasting booth last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoEimpp1kI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Ba7WcATIAgU/s1600-h/Fall2008+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254016907818423874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoEimpp1kI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Ba7WcATIAgU/s400/Fall2008+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This life we lead is definitely interesting, CRAZY but most of all FUN! We love spending time with Mary Grace and Jake..... they are thriving due to the fact they get so much time with both of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoHjR2K6wI/AAAAAAAAAXI/MGMxsvfZAFk/s1600-h/Fall2008+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254020217948531458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoHjR2K6wI/AAAAAAAAAXI/MGMxsvfZAFk/s400/Fall2008+170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, we are still adjusting so be patient with us if we don't respond to an e-mail, voicemail or alarm clock in a timely manner!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****I have to include a disclaimer here......... we do not do this alone! Thank you to our wonderful neighbors, family and friends for helping us through this transition. You know who you are and you are INCREDIBLE!!! We wouldn't be able to survive without you. Thank you, thank you, thank you for all the babysitting, love, patience and words of encouragement!*****&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/7391869714702982488-2576804725861265198?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2576804725861265198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=2576804725861265198&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/2576804725861265198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/2576804725861265198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/reversal-of-roles-our-off-season-life.html' title='A Reversal of Roles- Our Off Season Life'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SOoDXVDlTrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/smV5q0g_59k/s72-c/Fall2008+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-1723126643206396234</id><published>2008-09-05T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:14:05.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike is HOME HOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SMH1DjqbqwI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FpbrVi9t7UU/s1600-h/IMG_8851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242740882697595650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SMH1DjqbqwI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FpbrVi9t7UU/s400/IMG_8851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Our last night in Columbus, OH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah!!! Mike is home, home. We had a wonderful surprise late Monday night. Mike called just outside of Memphis and told me he would probably stop an hour or two after Texarkana but surprised us by continuing to drive late into the night. We woke Mary Grace up.... the angel looked up at her daddy, wrapped her arms around his neck and said "daddy is home" before closing her sleepy eyes and going back to sleep. Jake gave his daddy a big ol smile the next morning when he woke up. Maverick was also pretty excited the next morning to see his daddy! (What a great watch dog- he didn't even hear Mike walk in at 1 am.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are settling in and trying to get on our off season schedule- soooooooo different than our baseball season schedule! Mike has mowed the lawn..... twice! He must miss it when he is gone! Mary Grace won't let Mike out of her sight and if he says he is going somewhere, for instance to the store..... MG has to know how long will he be gone and he has to promise her he will be right back. We eat dinner together every night which I miss sooooo much during the baseball season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mike has some exciting news. He was contacted by our local sports talk radio station and they want him to come to the station and be part of a show on Saturday. If he does well they might offer him a regular spot. He is very excited as this might be his second career when he decides he is done with baseball..... not any time soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so blessed..... the love of my life is back home, our family is all together and we don't have to pack a bag for long time!!! Just wanted to share my joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;More on the baseball season later. It's late and I want to recap the season... it was a wonderful season! So stay tuned!&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/7391869714702982488-1723126643206396234?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1723126643206396234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=1723126643206396234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1723126643206396234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1723126643206396234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/mike-is-home-home.html' title='Mike is HOME HOME'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SMH1DjqbqwI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FpbrVi9t7UU/s72-c/IMG_8851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-6807481812094285855</id><published>2008-08-29T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:08:11.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons I Love Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer is officially over and I am a little sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fall and winter used to be my favorite seasons.........you know &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My Birthday, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;a warm fire&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;hot cocoa&lt;/span&gt;, etc&lt;/span&gt;! but something changed this year. Now and forever it will be SUMMER! I think it is because Mary Grace is old enough to enjoy the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;greatness&lt;/span&gt; of summer. And the fact that Jake loves being outdoors enjoying the wonderful weather. Seeing the world through their eyes is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;.....SO here are the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Top 10 Reasons I Love Summer!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#10- Watching Mike &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;play ball&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244047484328460274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SMaZZyCtv_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/dSmgjxmCwHo/s400/july2008-2+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#9 &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Big Wheels&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Baby Pools&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bounce Houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLg_ac7wKBI/AAAAAAAAAUI/OqMltKh-cGI/s1600-h/June2008+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240007890121533458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLg_ac7wKBI/AAAAAAAAAUI/OqMltKh-cGI/s200/June2008+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLg__x9DhSI/AAAAAAAAAUY/zlBwToRiTLQ/s1600-h/June2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240008531419301154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLg__x9DhSI/AAAAAAAAAUY/zlBwToRiTLQ/s200/June2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240008169321274962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLg_qtCKHlI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/BpAOMw_zbhg/s200/June2008+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 Playing in the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sprinkler&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240010526060679202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLhBz4knkCI/AAAAAAAAAUg/mDWbkIKaoSk/s400/June23,2008+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#7 Eating &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Popsicles&lt;/span&gt; and Catching &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Frogs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AT THE SAME TIME!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240011725055194338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLhC5rLL9OI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cppEce3nVck/s400/June23,2008+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#6 Blowing Bubbles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240012849378802818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLhD7Hm0vII/AAAAAAAAAUw/Gc0xLlNk6tk/s400/June2008-2+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SL2zIOWyncI/AAAAAAAAAU4/J-7WUplZ60M/s1600-h/June2008+203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241542495203139010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SL2zIOWyncI/AAAAAAAAAU4/J-7WUplZ60M/s200/June2008+203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#5 Memorial Day &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Block Parties&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SL2z5Gp3LnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xHItSGc7O4E/s1600-h/June2008+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241543334949236338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SL2z5Gp3LnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xHItSGc7O4E/s200/June2008+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241542868088263394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SL2zd7diEuI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9QejILDbCxw/s200/June2008+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Sunbathing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243003707787233458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SMLkF_a2yLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/YNs97jxjezE/s400/IMG_9014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Hanging out with girlfriends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243004406853521970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SMLkurpP0jI/AAAAAAAAAVg/8gOiHGUkQ2Y/s400/IMG_8968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Eating &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Watermelon&lt;/span&gt; on the Farm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244023832630774098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SMaD5EmjyVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ZfAfa4TjSIY/s400/August2008+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Swimming with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244051637149183922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SMadLggVL7I/AAAAAAAAAV4/r2g_NJOQ0qg/s400/funweek+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, MG and Jake, for letting me be a kid again by looking at things through your eyes! This was the best summer ever and I cannot wait until next summer to make new memories with you both!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-6807481812094285855?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6807481812094285855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=6807481812094285855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/6807481812094285855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/6807481812094285855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/top-10-reasons-i-love-summer.html' title='Top 10 Reasons I Love Summer'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SMaZZyCtv_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/dSmgjxmCwHo/s72-c/july2008-2+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-9058629057475802850</id><published>2008-08-27T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:31:42.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLYG2Ua47OI/AAAAAAAAAPI/D0AKwBmjCZo/s1600-h/Jake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239382746756345058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLYG2Ua47OI/AAAAAAAAAPI/D0AKwBmjCZo/s200/Jake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little man Jake is already 4 months old. He has such a sunny spirit and is a great baby. We just had his 4 month check up and he is 50% for weight and 25% for height- demonstrating what a great eater he is! He loves, loves, loves his big sister and is getting to know Maverick a little better after moving back home from Ohio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just recently Jake found his toes and his voice. Most of the time he is hanging on to his toes just staring at them. I think babies are so amazing...... one day he &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLYL4S-644I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/NkoPS82cL60/s1600-h/jake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239388278288475010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLYL4S-644I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/NkoPS82cL60/s200/jake2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;had no idea his toes existed and the next day he is studying them so intently. He loves to scream lately. It seems like overnight he went from saying coo, goo and gee to full out screams. He must think "the louder, the better!" (Probably trying to compete with his big sister and a barking dog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This little guy rolled over once when he was 2 months old and ha&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLYMvPCDExI/AAAAAAAAAPY/GL8pkR8BnUo/s1600-h/Jake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239389222120657682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLYMvPCDExI/AAAAAAAAAPY/GL8pkR8BnUo/s200/Jake3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sn't since but already is trying to sit up and stand up. He is very strong and I &lt;em&gt;like to think&lt;/em&gt;- it's not that he &lt;em&gt;can't&lt;/em&gt; roll over.... it's that he &lt;em&gt;chooses not to roll over&lt;/em&gt;. Oh my, I hope this doesn't mean another stubborn person in the house..... not naming any names... Mike, Mary Grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLYNaOWGKKI/AAAAAAAAAPg/qSem9m-Fkso/s1600-h/Jake4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239389960670685346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLYNaOWGKKI/AAAAAAAAAPg/qSem9m-Fkso/s200/Jake4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I had Jake I thought, &lt;em&gt;how hard&lt;/em&gt; it will be to love a child as much as I love Mary Grace. But I know now that when you have more than one child, God allows your heart to grow. Now, I can't imagine life without Jake. I am so blessed and thankful Jake is apart of our family and can't wait to see what this amazing, warm little baby does over the next few months!&lt;/p&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/7391869714702982488-9058629057475802850?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9058629057475802850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=9058629057475802850&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/9058629057475802850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/9058629057475802850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-little-man.html' title='My Little Man'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLYG2Ua47OI/AAAAAAAAAPI/D0AKwBmjCZo/s72-c/Jake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-992770283637743671</id><published>2008-08-26T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:02:41.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLRf8KyxPZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_nQj4pM-bt0/s1600-h/MG+1st+day+of+school2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238917753832816018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLRf8KyxPZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_nQj4pM-bt0/s200/MG+1st+day+of+school2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mary Grace started pre-K yesterday! How could my little baby girl already be old enough to start going to school 5 full days a week? Well, it wasn't a &lt;em&gt;HUGE &lt;/em&gt;surprise as Mike and I signed her up for 5 days, but the reality sunk in yesterday. (We decided on the 5 full days after she attended 3 full days of Mother's Day Out and always asked "to go to school" the other 4 days of the week.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She started the morning by asking for a special "hair do" from aunt Allie. Then she picked out her favorite red, heart dress with matching red shoes. After feeding Maverick (one of her new chores) we were ready to go to school. We took her official "1st day of school" picture with MG's favorite "big girl" neighbor and babysitter Amanda as she was leaving for her first day of 10th grade. MG decided she wanted to ride in her red wagon because it matched her dress. "No stroller! Those are for babies!" I guess wagons are OK, though.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLRfi-UdnvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/npZkquOxGO0/s1600-h/MG+1st+day+of+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238917320987746034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLRfi-UdnvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/npZkquOxGO0/s200/MG+1st+day+of+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mary Grace did not even look back once she met her new teacher Mrs. Elsik and saw her new classroom. She barely even said goodbye. She acted like a teenager when I asked her if she wanted to give Jake a kiss goodbye by saying "Mommmmmmmm, how embarrassing!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I picked her up she was very happy and told me she got to be the teacher's helper. Her job this week is helping with the calendar. Her classroom has a pet fish but she doesn't know his name yet. She was a little tired but already seemed a little older to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This major transition has taken a toll on me because we have been together 24/7 for the last 4 months. MG is taking it all in stride. But what was I to expect? This little, beautiful girl is exceptional.... she makes friends easy, she adapts to new situations better than most adults and she loves to learn! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The house is extremely quiet and Jake and I seem to miss a very major part of our day; a loud, happy, bubbly, bright, wonderful 3 year old tornado. I got choked up a few times throughout the day and Jake looked around all day probably wondering "where is my big sister?" Although it is nice to not answer the question "Why?" 150 times a day I miss it terribly. &lt;/div&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/7391869714702982488-992770283637743671?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/992770283637743671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=992770283637743671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/992770283637743671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/992770283637743671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SLRf8KyxPZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_nQj4pM-bt0/s72-c/MG+1st+day+of+school2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-1267227006236199389</id><published>2008-07-14T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:34:23.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The All-Star Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SIeS-eqBVUI/AAAAAAAAALw/dhA4gAdCXhQ/s1600-h/july2008+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226307494665606466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SIeS-eqBVUI/AAAAAAAAALw/dhA4gAdCXhQ/s200/july2008+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just had the All-Star break, in other words, 3 consecutive days off for Mike. It was wonderful because these were Mike's first days off since Jake was born. We spent a ton of family time together and Mike and I had our first date since our anniversary in January. Here is a quick run down of our All-Star break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday after the game we tailgated with our friends and Sanches, Speigners and Mocks. The babies hanging out in the bed of the truck, country music on the stereo and the smell of steak on the grill made me feel like we were back home in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SIeTfN4B4LI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5pcNXYpQYQ8/s1600-h/july2008+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226308057096642738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SIeTfN4B4LI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5pcNXYpQYQ8/s200/july2008+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday we went to a water park. Mary Grace had a blast! She even did a few of the "big girl slides." Jake was a very good baby and hung out watching us all. He did have his first trip on the lazy river and loved it. When we got home that night we were exhausted- we ate dinner in our jammies then camped out on the couch watching food network (our new favorite channel- Mike gets cooking ideas, family friendly, and yummy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SIeUivEprtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/e4fwnDGEYTw/s1600-h/july2008+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SIeVUyl_PdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/m0UGdN0KH34/s1600-h/july2008+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226310076997778898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SIeVUyl_PdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/m0UGdN0KH34/s200/july2008+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday we went to see the new Disney movie Wall-E. It was awesome! Mary Grace asked a million questions during the movie but we loved it! She is so inquisitive at this age and the questions she asked are often very thought provoking. That night Mike and I went out to dinner. We sat on a patio, ate dinner and just talked. It was an amazing night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SIeU8C7SQ5I/AAAAAAAAAMI/XgHInSV18MY/s1600-h/july2008+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226309651885343634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SIeU8C7SQ5I/AAAAAAAAAMI/XgHInSV18MY/s200/july2008+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday we had the kids pictures taken together, we baked a cake, we played outside and then went to dinner with friends. Coming home from dinner MG was in the backseat just talking away. The last thing she said right before we got home was "Ahhhhhh man, All-Star Break is over!!!!" And that is how we all felt!&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/7391869714702982488-1267227006236199389?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1267227006236199389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=1267227006236199389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1267227006236199389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/1267227006236199389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-star-break.html' title='The All-Star Break'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SIeS-eqBVUI/AAAAAAAAALw/dhA4gAdCXhQ/s72-c/july2008+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-3035669746916093430</id><published>2008-07-09T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T18:24:16.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baseball Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZvS5shH_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/uAt8Y8OSI9A/s1600-h/july2008+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZut9PBIWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/wBeVbrnbNBk/s1600-h/funweek+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221475685220022674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZoeJzg-ZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/pKterqjJYCY/s200/july2008+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hard being away from our family and friends back home in Texas. We miss them every minute of every day. During the baseball season the other players become almost like family. Throughout our 13 years of playing baseball I have met some amazing women to help me through the homesickness and this season's group of baseball wives are AMAZING and I am proud and very blessed to include them in my baseball family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My "Baseball family" grows each year as I still keep in touch with some of the wives I met along the way. When Mike was playing A ball in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kinston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, NC I met a sweet, smart and beautiful individual named Brooke &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Benefield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That was almost 10 years ago and Brooke and her family came to Mary Grace's 3rd birthday last January and we try to get together for lunches or dinners as often as we can. Another wife I met almost 8 years ago is Roxanne &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Drese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I remember picking her up from the airport for her first visit out to visit Ryan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZo4-uzWdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bCB435Omxgw/s1600-h/july2008+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221476146103933394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZo4-uzWdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bCB435Omxgw/s200/july2008+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the season. Amazing does not even begin to describe this woman- she is dedicated, energetic, and fun. Roxanne stopped by our hotel this morning in Indianapolis so we could catch up. She is always there when I need her. These ladies, in addition to all the ladies I keep in touch with through e-mails (Angela, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Shally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Melissa, Monica, Erica, Kelli, Carissa) have a very special place in my heart and I would never have met them if it weren't for baseball. I am extremely thankful for their friendships. (picture is of MG, Mike, Sue, Ryan- Roxanne's husband, and Jake)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That brings me to this year's group of girls! Wow! I decided to write this blog after taking a road trip to Indianapolis with Mary Grace and Jake to watch Mike pitch. As two of the wives road with me to help entertain the kids I reflected on how each and every one of these ladies have been there for me over the last few months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZkS3ECJeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NMvFsS_LiNI/s1600-h/july2008+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221471093163959778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="137" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZkS3ECJeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NMvFsS_LiNI/s200/july2008+031.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I called Jodi Orr, (left) after only knowing her one day, to come over the night I went into the hospital. Mike was at the field, the ambulance was on it's way and Mary Grace was scared. Jodi was here within a few minutes, followed the ambulance to the hospital and stayed with Mary Grace while I was getting checked out and admitted. That was the second night of this baseball season. She came to the hospital to visit and has volunteered on many occasions to hold Jake or help with Mary Grace...... AMAZING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shari Langerhans (bottom middle) visited me in the hospital a few times to help&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZl0p4oMeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vKlF0hYKDA8/s1600-h/july2008+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221472773253640674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="124" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZl0p4oMeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vKlF0hYKDA8/s200/july2008+032.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me pass the time as we waited for Jake to arrive and now is inspiring me to start doing something for myself. She kicked my booty when we went on a jog in Indianapolis but I love her for pushing me to start working out again after having Jake......she is AMAZING!!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZlPLAv1EI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PLOlmGh8JKY/s1600-h/july2008+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221472129311036482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="119" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZlPLAv1EI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PLOlmGh8JKY/s200/july2008+060.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tammy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Schroder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was over to the apartment the day I came home from the hospital and has been there for me every second since. She helps with the kids almost daily and is my support team, my cheerleader and my voice of reason when I think I am going to lose my mind. She helps with baths, diapers, bedtime, trips to the bathroom (all the non-glamorous stuff) and much, much more! Another AMAZING woman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met Deborah Murphy the day Mike was leaving for a 9 day road trip when Jake was only 12 days old and Mary Grace was in the height of her post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;partum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; depression. I instantly fell in&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZeF8gJT-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/bOELSHVJCzY/s1600-h/Columbus2008+223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221464274215981026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZeF8gJT-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/bOELSHVJCzY/s200/Columbus2008+223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; love with her and her beautiful family (Tommy, Tyler and Dylan.) She taught me that I can do this! I can be a mom of 2 young children in a strange city while my husband is gone 1/2 the time. I owe her so much because in the short time we spent together I found a lifelong friend. Thank you Deborah for the grace, strength and friendship you gave me. Deborah and her family left Columbus so her husband could go play with another team, I miss her like crazy!!! Double AMAZING woman as she is a great friend and a wonderful mommy of 2 beautiful boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZwXRhXQLI/AAAAAAAAAJM/J1dAnAr9ZHA/s1600-h/july2008+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221484363125309618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZwXRhXQLI/AAAAAAAAAJM/J1dAnAr9ZHA/s200/july2008+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little miss Perri &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Speigner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (right) is my ray of sunshine. Whenever I see this woman my day brightens. She loves all children!!! She has this special gift of making your child feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;SOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; special. Mary Grace lights up when Perri is around. So does Mike. We all do, I guess! She is always volunteering to help in any and every way possible and I just feel better and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happy when I am with her. She also has this great quality of making anyone and everyone feel included and loved. Her spirit and beauty are AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZnMwYG9XI/AAAAAAAAAIc/WqWiQtMY6Ng/s1600-h/july2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221474286824781170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZnMwYG9XI/AAAAAAAAAIc/WqWiQtMY6Ng/s200/july2008+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Sanches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is so warm and inviting. She is also a wonderful mother to a gorgeous little girl named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Charlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Mary Grace loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Charlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I love watching her with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Charlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I am picking up some good ideas on how to be an even better mom. She is beautiful on the inside and the outside. She inspires me as she is such an AMAZING mother and wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily Mock has a quiet strength about her and gave me so much support after coming home &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZhZWOyQrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/77ZCLUM5GK4/s1600-h/Columbus2008+233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221467906074886834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="118" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZhZWOyQrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/77ZCLUM5GK4/s200/Columbus2008+233.JPG" width="154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from the hospital with Jake. She is another great mom I am learning so much from watching her with her 6 month old little boy named Hudson. She is always smiling and always looks amazing considering she is so busy with her son. Another AMAZING mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZt_O6Ok2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/PV_K8y532G4/s1600-h/funweek+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481751084176226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZt_O6Ok2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/PV_K8y532G4/s200/funweek+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paige &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Casto&lt;/span&gt; is one of the wives teaching me strength and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;endurance&lt;/span&gt; as she is traveling with her husband and 10 month old daughter back and forth between triple A and the big leagues. They were sent down to Triple A for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;approximately&lt;/span&gt; 36 hours to turn around and go back to the big leagues this week. I know this doesn't sound very tough- getting to go up to the big leagues is all of our husbands dreams. But Paige demonstrated patience and grace as she traveled more than 8 hours both ways with an infant and 102 fever! AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bond between baseball wives is pretty strong. This life is far from glamorous and only another baseball wife knows how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-glamorous it is. They understand that your children are rowdy because their schedules are so crazy and they go to bed every night at midnight so they can see their daddy's after the game. They sympathize with you if you are homesick, if you miss your husband, if you miss a wedding/birth/birthday/death back home. They feel the same heart wrenching, stomach dropping feeling when your husband gives up a home run or strikes out because they have been there! And they are sincerely happy and excited for each other when their husbands get called up to the big leagues. They support and love their husbands to the extent of making all of these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sacrifices&lt;/span&gt;. I am learning from all of these AMAZING ladies and wish you all could meet them because you would all love them.&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/7391869714702982488-3035669746916093430?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3035669746916093430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=3035669746916093430&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/3035669746916093430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/3035669746916093430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-baseball-family.html' title='My Baseball Family'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SHZoeJzg-ZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/pKterqjJYCY/s72-c/july2008+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-8802945077104731983</id><published>2008-07-02T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:17:50.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June update</title><content type='html'>MG, Jake and I just got back from a month long visit back home! It was wonderful but we missed Mike like the dickens so we are glad to be back in Ohio with him.&lt;br /&gt;   Jake is doing great- he is a wonderful baby! He smiles all the time and rolled over for the first time a few days ago. He hasn't done it since but I am going to still count it. He recently had his 2 month check up and he was 50% for weight and 25% for length and head circ. He was not a happy camper after his shots (5 total :(, and one oral vaccine). But he was back to his sweet natured, happy self the next day.&lt;br /&gt;   Mary Grace is a sweet girl and is growing and changing everyday. She had some swim lessons back home in Texas and Mike and I are working with her everyday at the pool. She can doggy paddle for a few seconds before she freaks out which is a little progress and she doesn't mind going under water. She loves going to the baseball games and loves her Daddy!!!! She can write her own name if we tell her which letters to write (so smart!)&lt;br /&gt;   Mike is doing well and enjoying playing this year. He really likes his teammates. It seems like a good group of guys. When we have days off and day games we all get together for cookouts and Mike loves hanging out with the guys in the bullpen.&lt;br /&gt;   I am just loving being with the kids and Mike. I start back to work in September so I have a few more months to just be a mommy and wife. I officially started running this week (only a few blocks) but it is a start. I am going to try to do a 1/2 marathon this December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-8802945077104731983?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8802945077104731983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=8802945077104731983&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/8802945077104731983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/8802945077104731983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/june-update.html' title='June update'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-6416136805255146238</id><published>2008-05-02T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T14:03:04.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake is HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SG0-dlA1txI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_IQM6kBLqn0/s1600-h/744407280307_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218896221065033490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SG0-dlA1txI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_IQM6kBLqn0/s320/744407280307_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake has arrived and we are enjoying this little guy, he is amazing! He is a great sleeper, except at night!&lt;br /&gt;MG is being a wonderful big sister. She loves Jake and is very protective of him. We went to another baseball wife's apartment the other night and when it was time to go she walked over to her (she was holding Jake) and said- "We are going now and we need to take him with us because he is OUR baby." She also has been asking me to explain things lately. Her latest request was wanting me to explain what an emergency is. I told her things like car accidents, broken arms, a fire, ect. Well Jake had a blow out diaper and she runs into the room and says- "Mom, THIS is an EMERGENCY!!!!!!" She cracks us up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-6416136805255146238?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6416136805255146238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=6416136805255146238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/6416136805255146238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/6416136805255146238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/jake-has-arrived-and-we-are-enjoying.html' title='Jake is HERE!!!'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SG0-dlA1txI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_IQM6kBLqn0/s72-c/744407280307_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391869714702982488.post-4189864657515380822</id><published>2008-04-08T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T14:36:44.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is beautiful...... and this is our life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SG1GMU5i9MI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4YOk_fhrQI8/s1600-h/Spring2008+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218904720774722754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SG1GMU5i9MI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4YOk_fhrQI8/s200/Spring2008+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never in my life have I had so much time on my hands as in the last 4 days so I decided to start The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bacsik&lt;/span&gt; Family Blog (OK maybe I had this much time at age 5 but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; was not in existence and I didn't know how to type.) I am excited to start this new project as we are about to add another addition to The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bacsik&lt;/span&gt; Family. Jacob Ryan will be joining us shortly and we can hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike is playing for the Columbus Clippers this season, AAA for the Nationals. The season started on April 3rd after a long and disappointing Spring Training. Not disappointing because of Mike's performance but because he was sent to minor league camp early in the course and wasn't given the chance to show his stuff! He worked hard in the off season, harder than ever before, to rehabilitate his pitching shoulder. He started the season off well despite being distracted with life outside baseball- see below. Currently he his holding down the positions of "single dad", caretaker to his pregnant, bedridden wife and relief pitcher for the Columbus Clippers. He is a wonderful father and husband. I am honored to be married to such a loving man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally finished with my pediatric residency, last June, and took an attending position at Parkland Hospital in the Newborn Nursery. I love my job!!! I can't find a better word to describe it other than perfect. I am working part time- 6 months on and 6 months off. Completing my first 6 months near the end of March- I was sad to go but ready for the time off as I was working full time, being a "single parent" to Mary Grace and continuing to grow with this current pregnancy. At 27 weeks pregnant I was diagnosed with a placenta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;previa&lt;/span&gt; but everything else was fine, Jake was growing according to schedule and looked beautiful on ultrasound. Mary Grace and I joined Mike in Florida on March 21st. Soon after we arrived I had a scare with some minor bleeding and ended up in L&amp;amp;D in Florida. We determined everything was stable so made the long road trip to Columbus, OH. We were here only 3 days before another major bleed and now I am in the hospital awaiting the birth of our little boy. As I have so much time to think, pray and reflect I have determined I have the BEST family, friends and that life takes directions that were not expected or planned. These new directions are sometimes terrifying but I've learned and continue to learn God has a plan, He knows, and I trust Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Grace is our 3 year old little girl and the joy of our life! She is amazing, beautiful, smart, kind, loving and adventurous. Through all of these changes in her life she is coping well, maybe better than her mommy and daddy. She adapts to new situations and embraces them. Believe me, she has her "not so perfect moments" but those are few and far between the regular loving child she is becoming. She loves to pick out her own clothes! She wakes up each morning saying "Mommy, what pretty dress could I wear today?" She likes to put on her own shoes- more times than not they are on the wrong foot but we just go with it because she likes the independence. She loves painting, coloring, making things, going to the park, watching her Daddy play ball, swimming, ballet class, and going to school. Mary Grace thinks Belle (from Beauty in the Beast) is the "most beautiful princess in the whole world." We started her in a Parents Day Out program this year and she thrived! She wants to "go to school" seven days a week. Ballet class was the highlight of her spring- she only went to 2 classes before we left for Florida but she thought it was heaven. She starts swim lessons and ballet class here in Columbus next week and she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; excited, we will let you all know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob Ryan is the newest addition to our family. He is a "wild child" inside my belly- moving constantly. On our last ultrasound he is weighing in at 5 pounds 12 ounces. We can't wait to meet this little guy! Mary Grace is the most excited because when he is born Mommy and Jake get to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maverick is our wonderful dog. He is keeping Allie company back in Texas. We miss him terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our extended family is the best family anyone could ask for. They are supportive, caring and INCREDIBLE! With this last scare during this pregnancy within hours we had Mike's mom on the next flight to help with Mary Grace, Tanya to come next and my mom volunteering 2 weeks of her life and vacation time. WOW, we are blessed. This is all in addition to the rest of our extended family, I include our friends here when I say family, working on scheduling when they are coming to Ohio. It brings tears to my eyes with how blessed I feel and how much I look forward to returning these gifts of kindness to our loved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391869714702982488-4189864657515380822?l=bacsikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4189864657515380822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391869714702982488&amp;postID=4189864657515380822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/4189864657515380822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391869714702982488/posts/default/4189864657515380822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacsikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-is-beautiful-and-this-is-our-life.html' title='Life is beautiful...... and this is our life!'/><author><name>Sue Bacsik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02630829414111708765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-vaopSYahI/TL0NtQPTNtI/AAAAAAAABAg/vqU0eL1iclU/S220/Summer+2010+018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_t-vaopSYahI/SG1GMU5i9MI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4YOk_fhrQI8/s72-c/Spring2008+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
