tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78286908766240543422024-02-07T01:12:01.403-05:00The Engbers FamilyDave.Michelle.Jackson.Will.AveryThe Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.comBlogger128125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-4085084606148232282011-11-23T21:42:00.004-05:002011-11-23T22:06:44.059-05:00Happy ThanksgivingFrom our family to yours, Happy Thanksgiving!<br /><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Xg7rf0bw9d0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />Don't worry, we've contacted American Idol regarding the next round of auditions.<br /><br />To get the full effect make a turkey with your hands...feathers in the back with fingers spread on one hand, fist of the other hand to the open palm for a body, gobbly turkey neck with the thumb. Just in case you couldn't figure out what the world he was doing with his hands. Please make sure your turkey gobbles...a lot.<br /><br />Sorry about the wobbly camera. Avery was climbing in and out of my lap.The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-20323750507263651572011-11-01T10:04:00.005-04:002011-11-01T10:23:34.361-04:00Trick or Treat!We had a night filled with many treats and no tricks! A success in my book. <br /><br />The best part of Halloween...<br /><br />Jackson: Getting so much candy!<br />Will: Knocking and getting candy.<br />Avery: Jury is still out on that one, she was one grouchy kitty and in bed by 6:45. Maybe next year!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxsZPAZKBOmmfFmkTq8mXXbzNQ2WWHnE9OVD58mKnZCoozHrx4a-6dHBMbIzqrqS24SS1lFxk28rOzVHBJGhuItyQ9-Mm1_yRqHTnKfNWwkKZi_VVvc_8tTpaWb8OQSF5jBjbX4H51bpQ/s1600/PICT0001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxsZPAZKBOmmfFmkTq8mXXbzNQ2WWHnE9OVD58mKnZCoozHrx4a-6dHBMbIzqrqS24SS1lFxk28rOzVHBJGhuItyQ9-Mm1_yRqHTnKfNWwkKZi_VVvc_8tTpaWb8OQSF5jBjbX4H51bpQ/s320/PICT0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670031106124848002" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_BqUiKS2EDkFkcUJBGAr81WUgX_pDLA99RkobUxMAYeSbwMnqy6JBeXpIReNfJEpmOoxUfQb6DNg2qruzrrEjOh63RzaCr-R_DR840XhTGc0xdt7P8MtFxq4CPGNXmrt_7PiUP7q6aHE/s1600/PICT0004.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_BqUiKS2EDkFkcUJBGAr81WUgX_pDLA99RkobUxMAYeSbwMnqy6JBeXpIReNfJEpmOoxUfQb6DNg2qruzrrEjOh63RzaCr-R_DR840XhTGc0xdt7P8MtFxq4CPGNXmrt_7PiUP7q6aHE/s320/PICT0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670032095885063474" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-NITnDMSP_5pwbfbM4DgU0y9sq2EsyZpyjwz6oqLRe0hiRTMg4jnuBjCKUOY0cuPtwH915byVUCzCUvYU2M3JKtr92-I05DgRv0DIlE67aBw2V0fyIMBUKZGNs7Vbv1GkXemOghDKIVo/s1600/PICT9990.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-NITnDMSP_5pwbfbM4DgU0y9sq2EsyZpyjwz6oqLRe0hiRTMg4jnuBjCKUOY0cuPtwH915byVUCzCUvYU2M3JKtr92-I05DgRv0DIlE67aBw2V0fyIMBUKZGNs7Vbv1GkXemOghDKIVo/s320/PICT9990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670032463332107922" /></a>The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-60985227095173803952011-09-13T10:26:00.006-04:002011-09-13T11:23:35.993-04:00Back to school and back to bloggingAfter a 4 month break it is time to get back into the swing of things, don't you think? In regards to both blogging and school! :)<br /><br />Jackson--<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVUL8y135nuJa6m4cUYAi2ww2_bFXnmBTeWQZnKzHbAosw_qQhT3R3339UtnYIA32fAFlLFdvz45vvDyBHy4BC5dVH2xgcVOAoeWsOlYbNDdLhHSnYD8CS3JQJijD8LBSn2hb8qQxl4Xs/s1600/DSCF0020.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVUL8y135nuJa6m4cUYAi2ww2_bFXnmBTeWQZnKzHbAosw_qQhT3R3339UtnYIA32fAFlLFdvz45vvDyBHy4BC5dVH2xgcVOAoeWsOlYbNDdLhHSnYD8CS3JQJijD8LBSn2hb8qQxl4Xs/s320/DSCF0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651853871036660306" /></a><br />Officially a 1st grader. After letting his friends get a 2 day head start (thank you fever), 1st grade finally began. He loves it and is totally exhausted by it all at the same time. His favorite part, recess of course. Doing paperwork comes second place. (Really???) We are not playing soccer this fall (mom missed the sign up) but are staying plenty busy getting into all kinds of bigger kid trouble with a few of the neighbors. Lego creations and making books are favorite pass times. The tooth fairy has visited twice and I'm quite sure he grew at least 3 inches this summer (or at least since the last time he wore pants...)<br /><br />Will--<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhKsbJI-56IqeAjF2Dn8zwSeu3WNKBFOai6hpKMgHxLlm_M-WgcAYhYyNJIvoRXd2cDKeBu4po2Cb9gbBQw5Sq_9CnljEFaPFRUPAnhCkIkBjbouIGONEMKQbjDUXKz5dIAKKIJr7um8/s1600/PICT9848.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhKsbJI-56IqeAjF2Dn8zwSeu3WNKBFOai6hpKMgHxLlm_M-WgcAYhYyNJIvoRXd2cDKeBu4po2Cb9gbBQw5Sq_9CnljEFaPFRUPAnhCkIkBjbouIGONEMKQbjDUXKz5dIAKKIJr7um8/s320/PICT9848.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651855860479303986" /></a><br />When I asked him how his first day of school was I got an enthusiastic "Awesome!" In all honestly I had a hard time dropping him off the first day, I had to keep swallowing the lump in the back of my throat. But he LOVES it and it is so good for him. He makes it his business to keep tabs on everyone in the class, making sure I know who was just a little bit naughty because they didn't sit "criss-cross applesauce" and who got to be the helper with their mom. His favorite part was the bear hunt they took on the first day. We've read <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/images/0613616650/ref=dp_image_0?ie=UTF8&n=283155&s=books">"We're Going On A Bear Hunt"</a> so many times since he now can "read" it by himself. This summer he's gotten so brave in the water. He even went down the slide at MVP...over and over and over again! He's still proves to be an animal and bug lover and this summer we rescued monarach butterflies off the beach, a praying mantis out of the parking lot of Walmart and a grasshopper out of the yard. Not to mention the many caterpillars we watched make cocoons and turn into moths.<br /><br />Avery--<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1AFtqDAeAAquVsf4chUz8FSMXhhW8qo9RS64sm4KFMk2m4XdPUnurr9-T_xIbGzM1VB_duARWlWCBzDqO-LuevwFFQo56A9CDYyerqnjgy6jb20xgeOcHqVUoHwGdPvYbSOFRn4w7ZpM/s1600/PICT9826.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1AFtqDAeAAquVsf4chUz8FSMXhhW8qo9RS64sm4KFMk2m4XdPUnurr9-T_xIbGzM1VB_duARWlWCBzDqO-LuevwFFQo56A9CDYyerqnjgy6jb20xgeOcHqVUoHwGdPvYbSOFRn4w7ZpM/s320/PICT9826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651860751266243378" /></a> A full time walker! Just in the last couple weeks she's discovered that her feet were made for walking and I'm sure it's just a matter of weeks before she figures out running. Grass, sand, woodchips, nothing deters her from walking and it's funny to watch. This girl is into EVERYTHING!!! She empties the tupperware cupboard daily, can climb on the kitchen and deck chairs (not to mention the table), and thinks she can walk down stairs. She loves the beach and the water! She loves to eat sand and every other snack that might be packed in the bag. Lately she carries a bag over her shoulder wherever she goes (yes, like a purse) and puts stuff in and out. Her favorite purse item is an empty dental floss container. She likes to push her baby doll in a stroller and I've seen her trying to carry her baby up by her shoulder. I'd like to know who taught her this? <br /><br />Dave and I continue to keep busy too. HC fall sports are in full operation which makes for busy times for Dave. He still continues to "need" a boat in a bad way and we now own most of the equipment necessary for the boat, but no boat to put it in. I'm babysitting 2 days a week, enjoying the afternoons when I am not outnumbered, and training for a half marathon in a couple weeks. <br /><br />Phew...there's life in a nutshell. Hopefully the next update will be sooner than 4 months from now.The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-25674938227872662902011-05-03T17:00:00.009-04:002011-05-03T22:14:07.517-04:00A tisket, a tasketWe had a wonderful Easter. My "basket" is full and I feel blessed. Here are some pictures of my favorite memories of the day.<br /><br />Some bunny loved their first Easter Basket filled with a pair of shoes and a paci. What's not to love about that? However the jelly beans in her basket from Papa and Mema were the real winners!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixKnT8xaka4G-GWhLyfAw1mqZxwW6B39UuWQMoDkrY24euUjaPyUx9CfpCpVSHwzB2fA1T9lGV9cv-lPQtsaJ2-ydYlEbb8jhFU5O98s0zP3K_KcoFOTJlZ8UfE1Ygo4BA1W6grvgpObc/s1600/PICT8845.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixKnT8xaka4G-GWhLyfAw1mqZxwW6B39UuWQMoDkrY24euUjaPyUx9CfpCpVSHwzB2fA1T9lGV9cv-lPQtsaJ2-ydYlEbb8jhFU5O98s0zP3K_KcoFOTJlZ8UfE1Ygo4BA1W6grvgpObc/s320/PICT8845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602668664833636450" /></a><br /><br />Some bunny else drew this picture during church. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2mlE9sH929Wn96k_Z9EfjgSAW2L6dmOHfeEYArX1bNI3xYMQf4-A-VDeyyhQcQWHkKeWcO-YVfUyGuzLG-GSoj6C9ulTaluN5w61anNX8_fOWv-FDUqlMhYbi95j1s9W8e6_YPmEAo_Y/s1600/sc005c70ec.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2mlE9sH929Wn96k_Z9EfjgSAW2L6dmOHfeEYArX1bNI3xYMQf4-A-VDeyyhQcQWHkKeWcO-YVfUyGuzLG-GSoj6C9ulTaluN5w61anNX8_fOWv-FDUqlMhYbi95j1s9W8e6_YPmEAo_Y/s320/sc005c70ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602667886969488178" /></a><br /><br />And some bunny else helped his birthday buddy, Grandpa, celebrate his day.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1GDiy9RMuqkQea2SmBC9J0N5uYzV0myhfk-14B6_YiLhhaiNrHOO_9A_HWC6sjY7IiqvrCHQp-0cKqnaAouDAzyI09rb-Vm3kuQtDXLRTu42XfhCfYCrd3WZ1HEesYCbCHBMenG95iJQ/s1600/PICT8913.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1GDiy9RMuqkQea2SmBC9J0N5uYzV0myhfk-14B6_YiLhhaiNrHOO_9A_HWC6sjY7IiqvrCHQp-0cKqnaAouDAzyI09rb-Vm3kuQtDXLRTu42XfhCfYCrd3WZ1HEesYCbCHBMenG95iJQ/s320/PICT8913.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602669739165295442" /></a><br /><br />And somehow I think it might be easier to get 3 real bunnies to sit and cooperate for a picture.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7BzTxivfbrJ3lL299B2os8TMVeVbr6puEsWLx7b0aY27_Ezc4Xb8qQWPSxD2LoF4x2Bx1NWGeIOnZoOsjGeLxT2E-UdejurTeD62VhfmLSGhIj8SgcS-RzSoFK1F3CRomoAnwcjktm0Y/s1600/PICT8875.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7BzTxivfbrJ3lL299B2os8TMVeVbr6puEsWLx7b0aY27_Ezc4Xb8qQWPSxD2LoF4x2Bx1NWGeIOnZoOsjGeLxT2E-UdejurTeD62VhfmLSGhIj8SgcS-RzSoFK1F3CRomoAnwcjktm0Y/s320/PICT8875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602671097947138402" /></a><br /><br />In taking some time to prepare for the real celebration of Easter the boys and I made <a href="http://beautyandbedlam.com/resurrection-rolls-easter-recipe/">Ressurection Rolls</a>. These were a huge hit and provided a great teaching moment. We also spent some time reading <a href="http://www.jesusstorybookbible.com/">The Jesus Storybook Bible</a>. I love, love, love this Bible! Sometimes when I read it I think it is as much for me as it is for the kids. You know when you hear or read something that you've heard a million times before but one day you hear it with new ears? This book is like that. Every time I ready it. <br /><br />A wonderful day with a wonderful family celebrating a wonderful and very much risen Lord!The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-91437594445317276192011-04-19T21:26:00.001-04:002011-04-28T22:39:46.203-04:00Birthday BoyI told Will for at least a week that he could have a birthday but he wasn't allowed to turn 4, he just had to stay 3. Finally he started crying and told me that I "just have to tell the truth!" Ok, ok. But how can he be 4? Wasn't he just born? <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMETayDhCgx68A9OfG9AjVTsix4l4IfgQ7f0okGoCEEg-ptVg01wBoIbsVjJeOHBbuFEnWcwQ2C8QD2F4PURiWxPo_xWV1OI52a0Ijiisb_KENc3Llskbobit08_oxjEJCZNHhMeru9g/s1600/PICT8785.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMETayDhCgx68A9OfG9AjVTsix4l4IfgQ7f0okGoCEEg-ptVg01wBoIbsVjJeOHBbuFEnWcwQ2C8QD2F4PURiWxPo_xWV1OI52a0Ijiisb_KENc3Llskbobit08_oxjEJCZNHhMeru9g/s320/PICT8785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600812761966184386" /></a> Apparently not, but he is still cute as the dickens and maybe I'll pretend for just a bit that he is still a baby.<br /><br />William, William,<br />Even though you are 4, you still do "little" things that make you little. You like to climb in our bed to snuggle and you still play with your hair. You ask for "break-frist" every morning and would rather drink out of a sippy-cup than one without a top. You still love your blanket and your lovey but have ditched the paci. (Nice work buddy!) <br />On a more grown up note, you love to play with others and you are a good friend. When in the care of others I often hear how sweet you are and that you are careful for the feelings of others. You are quite observant, you don't miss much, even though you seem to be not paying attention much of the time. You have an unbelievable ability to quote lines from TV shows and movies, a trait you did not get from your mother. You are still a bit of a goof at heart and sometimes I just look at you and laugh.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPWwZakzD25eBlaLvWcG8cBtCRKnz1kVFjOxqrwtzLhdD45uEzXJl0vjm8KBVbEKnrPI3-16wZxfFYG-Dy4jckfjli_sJrGBEbtDvpLtLme9cnovKxJcEFCRWuEHvC9SzXcr98kk7328/s1600/PICT8737.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPWwZakzD25eBlaLvWcG8cBtCRKnz1kVFjOxqrwtzLhdD45uEzXJl0vjm8KBVbEKnrPI3-16wZxfFYG-Dy4jckfjli_sJrGBEbtDvpLtLme9cnovKxJcEFCRWuEHvC9SzXcr98kk7328/s320/PICT8737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600821377556483682" /></a> You love wearing your goggles, but ironically enough you are scared to death to put your head underwater. You also like to pick out your own clothes but fashion is not your strong suit. <br /><br />For your birthday all you wanted was "jeans that come with a belt". Seriously? But we were happy to oblige. Maybe someday we will tell you that we didn't actually buy you new jeans we just put the belt on the ones that were already in your drawer. You love your "new jeans" and have worn them more times in the last week than you wore your "old jeans" in the last 5 months. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTlvhC4bnK4WZEWNfyWLtym7gboDYit5A7osJfB9yPm5_vAwPdWxcmD7xAhgCrPk_s2cSV_vtBujm1wopvKljXn75Uu-fXLXSargdax-C9j5n4VchsS0mAn_zUOtBVU8gm0BJ0qyFSjUk/s1600/PICT8806.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTlvhC4bnK4WZEWNfyWLtym7gboDYit5A7osJfB9yPm5_vAwPdWxcmD7xAhgCrPk_s2cSV_vtBujm1wopvKljXn75Uu-fXLXSargdax-C9j5n4VchsS0mAn_zUOtBVU8gm0BJ0qyFSjUk/s320/PICT8806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600822496656318098" /></a> You also wanted a pink birthday cake. We were looking out for your future self when we settled on something a little more your favorite color with pink sprinkled in for good measure.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJBife-XhtS6S0SHAbf33lI7kQ_zzlZ2bJGr9675zJMCd4fwiJLHVxZu7KLiAuXusjM8xDWtxXCBkfZpnz4GYnBSDyGI5g9S8ZXLrSWlzW7K2nqXu2RgZnFWxYR0dkfQA9mE_lyAjTRwg/s1600/PICT8813.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJBife-XhtS6S0SHAbf33lI7kQ_zzlZ2bJGr9675zJMCd4fwiJLHVxZu7KLiAuXusjM8xDWtxXCBkfZpnz4GYnBSDyGI5g9S8ZXLrSWlzW7K2nqXu2RgZnFWxYR0dkfQA9mE_lyAjTRwg/s320/PICT8813.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600824083325614242" /></a><br />Will, we love that you love Jesus and that you love to pray. You pray for each person in the room (sometimes excluding your brother, just to get under his skin) and have insightful things to say. You love Bible stories and ask many questions so that you understand all angles of each story. God is growing you up to be a special little man and we couldn't be more proud. We love you so much and are looking forward to all that this year has to hold.<br /><br />Love, Daddy and MommyThe Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-22227730513839170722011-04-04T21:45:00.003-04:002011-04-04T22:01:22.549-04:00A picture is worth 1,000 words......so I'll let the picture do the talking.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZrQnGcvKmdI3Jcnq4TzaqtY0zd5zPjpdvZxfskDnxer1uMDGjsdgJJQC68q9yGw4JsNTGpaRlwWsePXFnBS_VsXF3XIt8plqpwgEkaGpZI0HLcKKxKaOOUya-XWONX9MppdVN0kQu7I/s1600/PICT8685.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZrQnGcvKmdI3Jcnq4TzaqtY0zd5zPjpdvZxfskDnxer1uMDGjsdgJJQC68q9yGw4JsNTGpaRlwWsePXFnBS_VsXF3XIt8plqpwgEkaGpZI0HLcKKxKaOOUya-XWONX9MppdVN0kQu7I/s320/PICT8685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591913293988717154" /></a>The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-33516381721930134362011-01-13T14:23:00.005-05:002011-01-13T14:39:45.634-05:00The story of my lifeThis is so true and so funny. Like make you cry you're laughing so hard and try not to wet your pants laughing. Because let's be real, this sounds like my life. Some good old fashioned parenting lessons (or reminders) for those in all seasons of life. <br /> <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Lesson 1</span><br />1. Go to the grocery store.<br /><br />2. Arrange to have your salary paid directly to their head office.<br /><br />3. Go home.<br /><br />4. Pick up the paper.<br /><br />5. Read it for the last time.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Lesson 2</span><br />Before you finally go ahead and have children, find a couple who already are parents and berate them about their…<br /><br />1. Methods of discipline.<br /><br />2. Lack of patience.<br /><br />3. Appallingly low tolerance levels.<br /><br />4. Allowing their children to run wild.<br /><br />5. Suggest ways in which they might improve their child’s breastfeeding, sleep habits, toilet training, table manners, and overall behavior.<br /><br />Enjoy it because it will be the last time in your life you will have all the answers.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lesson 3</span><br />A really good way to discover how the nights with a baby might feel…<br /><br />1. Get home from work and immediately begin walking around the living room from 5PM to 10PM carrying a wet bag weighing approximately 8-12 pounds, with a radio turned to static (or some other obnoxious sound) playing loudly. (Eat cold food with one hand for dinner)<br /><br />2. At 10PM, put the bag gently down, set the alarm for midnight, and go to sleep.<br /><br />3. Get up at 12 and walk around the living room again, with the bag, until 1AM.<br /><br />4. Set the alarm for 3AM.<br /><br />5. As you can’t get back to sleep, get up at 2AM and make a drink and watch an infomercial.<br /><br />6. Go to bed at 2:45AM.<br /><br />7. Get up at 3AM when the alarm goes off.<br /><br />8. Sing songs quietly in the dark until 4AM.<br /><br />9. Get up. Make breakfast. Get ready for work and go to work (work hard and be productive)<br /><br />Repeat steps 1-9 each night. Keep this up for 3-5 years. Look cheerful and together.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Lesson 4</span><br />Can you stand the mess children make? To find out…<br /><br />1. Smear peanut butter onto the sofa and jam onto the curtains.<br /><br />2. Hide a piece of raw chicken behind the stereo and leave it there all summer.<br /><br />3. Stick your fingers in the flower bed.<br /><br />4. Then rub them on the clean walls.<br /><br />5. Take your favorite book, photo album, etc. Wreck it.<br /><br />6. Spill milk on your new pillows. Cover the stains with crayons. How does that look?<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Lesson 5</span><br />Dressing small children is not as easy as it seems.<br /><br />1. Buy an octopus and a small bag made out of loose mesh.<br /><br />2. Attempt to put the octopus into the bag so that none of the arms hang out.<br /><br />Time allowed for this – all morning.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lesson 6</span><br />Forget the BMW and buy a mini-van. And don’t think that you can leave it out in the driveway spotless and shining. Family cars don’t look like that.<br /><br />1. Buy a chocolate ice cream cone and put it in the glove compartment.<br /><br />Leave it there.<br /><br />2. Get a dime. Stick it in the CD player.<br /><br />3. Take a family size package of chocolate cookies. Mash them into the back seat. Sprinkle cheerios all over the floor, then smash them with your foot.<br /><br />4. Run a metal garden rake along both sides of the car.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lesson 7</span><br />Go to the local grocery store. Take with you the closest thing you can find to a pre-school child. (A full-grown goat is an excellent choice). If you intend to have more than one child, then definitely take more than one goat. Buy your week’s groceries without letting the goats out of your sight. Pay for everything the goat eats or destroys. Until you can easily accomplish this, do not even contemplate having children.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lesson 8</span><br />1. Hollow out a melon.<br /><br />2. Make a small hole in the side.<br /><br />3. Suspend it from the ceiling and swing it from side to side.<br /><br />4. Now get a bowl of soggy Cheerios and attempt to spoon them into the swaying melon by pretending to be an airplane.<br /><br />5. Continue until half the Cheerios are gone.<br /><br />6. Tip half into your lap. The other half, just throw up in the air.<br /><br />You are now ready to feed a nine- month-old baby.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lesson 9</span><br />Learn the names of every character from Sesame Street , Barney, Disney, the Teletubbies, and Pokemon. Watch nothing else on TV but PBS, the Disney channel or Noggin for at least five years. (I know, you’re thinking What’s ‘Noggin’?) Exactly the point.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lesson 10</span><br />Make a recording of Fran Drescher saying ‘mommy’ repeatedly. (Important: no more than a four second delay between each ‘mommy’; occasional crescendo to the level of a supersonic jet is required). Play this tape in your car everywhere you go for the next four years. You are now ready to take a long trip with a toddler.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Lesson 11</span><br />Start talking to an adult of your choice. Have someone else continually tug on your skirt hem, shirt- sleeve, or elbow while playing the ‘mommy’ tape made from Lesson 10 above. You are now ready to have a conversation with an adult while there is a child in the room.<br /><br />Now excuse me. My "goats" are running wild and the "octopus" needs changing.The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-78856217225801701952011-01-10T22:06:00.002-05:002011-01-11T13:15:57.447-05:00A new year of many firstLook really close. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirO1qxumPvmbguJ_wV6Cn3nao51coKpiaRZAPnQCHMwSBO5I6ERd6C6xX9arITlaYSMu06-9saJEUfM7Up6PDMPW4apVZnoKsJQO5No1ImAk5RYYQPscivno5-xrYJ_9ucdifCSq6HkDs/s1600/PICT8541.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirO1qxumPvmbguJ_wV6Cn3nao51coKpiaRZAPnQCHMwSBO5I6ERd6C6xX9arITlaYSMu06-9saJEUfM7Up6PDMPW4apVZnoKsJQO5No1ImAk5RYYQPscivno5-xrYJ_9ucdifCSq6HkDs/s400/PICT8541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560988461977454210" /></a> <br />Can you see them? All pearly and white and pointy and making me forget how to sleep through the night. I got these just in time to turn 7 months old. (Let's not even get started on the fact that she's 7 months old).<br /><br />I also learned another new trick. I'm pretty steady and hardly ever tip. I perfected this skill over break, while wearing Christmas leg warmers.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRp-Fb0M_LlmVW4DVaycEVWqPrXVXdWGkg2kUrpTgtq8ixXXWGanMlE-MZGu0hJU02_hVn7Jv4zZfk6HH4l1AgTTgEBKhUKZyj4Os_MIJgcY3ACNQ_SOiMJGYwPV7QvuaNnsjFyIe11co/s1600/PICT8425.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRp-Fb0M_LlmVW4DVaycEVWqPrXVXdWGkg2kUrpTgtq8ixXXWGanMlE-MZGu0hJU02_hVn7Jv4zZfk6HH4l1AgTTgEBKhUKZyj4Os_MIJgcY3ACNQ_SOiMJGYwPV7QvuaNnsjFyIe11co/s400/PICT8425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560989363240413970" /></a><br /><br />From the mama...<br />I'm not one to make New Year's Resolutions. So let's call this a goal and not a resolution shall we? It is my goal to post at least once a week. Also, to cut out all bias and equally represent all of my children. Ahem. You almost forgot I had 3 kiddos didn't you? We wouldn't want anyone to get oldest or middle child syndrome. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuTivku5fgIgxlaieKS2GsONHfiZjJV9p4svR_pIaTKFI9tjARr0GEd_2ncOg82ugtfxm4f92lDnYxglj_sFH6oHtPFtPiDe1RL_JhO4joCphJJzOpzmPqRFcO2T9UqAif5dAOG1V3aoo/s1600/PICT8453.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuTivku5fgIgxlaieKS2GsONHfiZjJV9p4svR_pIaTKFI9tjARr0GEd_2ncOg82ugtfxm4f92lDnYxglj_sFH6oHtPFtPiDe1RL_JhO4joCphJJzOpzmPqRFcO2T9UqAif5dAOG1V3aoo/s400/PICT8453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560992613368280898" /></a> There we go, all fair and square. <br /><br />This year is sure to be filled with firsts for everyone in our family. Looking forward to living and growing and learning as a family!The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-15951968465729297192010-12-03T20:30:00.003-05:002010-12-03T20:44:22.171-05:00Mmm, Mmm good!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEY9YGN_1xbdwDFOikEFBKThrdPKOHiQKRj5OmpB9mCbsKjt4Dl6STipsWxshGSIsQR-CvsXb9FXkk_YQFt27Qo26Ih6pqxeLXOhjhqmvpxq3oySG1E7ZAPcMCI642nAqPU_jzj9TcNZ8/s1600/DSCF0009.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEY9YGN_1xbdwDFOikEFBKThrdPKOHiQKRj5OmpB9mCbsKjt4Dl6STipsWxshGSIsQR-CvsXb9FXkk_YQFt27Qo26Ih6pqxeLXOhjhqmvpxq3oySG1E7ZAPcMCI642nAqPU_jzj9TcNZ8/s400/DSCF0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546636782610651634" /></a><br /><br />Need I say more?The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-22189914062189676302010-11-12T14:21:00.003-05:002010-11-13T06:57:31.852-05:0042 daysSomeone around here has been making a list. And no doubt, he's been checking it twice. He's also been making a list for his brother and his sister. Isn't that nice of him? Here is Will's list until I suggested that we should <span style="font-style:italic;">maybe</span> ask Will what he wants for Christmas instead of just making a list for him. The solution? It is now a list for both of them. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDbO_hWh2-QPasOwLaqt2VZcR_TafbACtnXJun-ojt3d1ERp9atMQ_CegwrTFmJ1hxo0hxG6C1CIzYujf1pbkRHGInSpc3LXEJlBe02fwJhbhuzSAtn95Eb7KraAY8Y-i_7fjZ-ZvVFoU/s1600/sc02f4f751.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDbO_hWh2-QPasOwLaqt2VZcR_TafbACtnXJun-ojt3d1ERp9atMQ_CegwrTFmJ1hxo0hxG6C1CIzYujf1pbkRHGInSpc3LXEJlBe02fwJhbhuzSAtn95Eb7KraAY8Y-i_7fjZ-ZvVFoU/s400/sc02f4f751.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538991850598420178" /></a> And for those of you who might have trouble reading a copied Toys-R-Us or Target or Walmart catalog, here you go.<br />New! Tomica Hypercity<br />New! Imagniext<br />New! GeoTrax Imagniext<br />New! Thomas Wooden Railway<br />New! Tomica Hypercity (in case you missed that one the first time...)<br /><br />And Avery's list<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXVCDQc3uncZUad-NYBLdkPxfPCS9RSWwDaaj_s_rG7GB9HTzubWyLroXQaXgL5w7Kj23PdZ87s42vaPxZU3zsj7eBVLtYyCvmD1L3Yk9hr1SJVdK8nZpuxqkQNPPgQ0KpwkFIzbFB6IM/s1600/sc02f4cd7f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXVCDQc3uncZUad-NYBLdkPxfPCS9RSWwDaaj_s_rG7GB9HTzubWyLroXQaXgL5w7Kj23PdZ87s42vaPxZU3zsj7eBVLtYyCvmD1L3Yk9hr1SJVdK8nZpuxqkQNPPgQ0KpwkFIzbFB6IM/s400/sc02f4cd7f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538995841419067426" /></a>It seems that she's asking Santa for a Baby Alive and a Baby All-Gone. How about you? Have your toy catalogs come in the mail yet? Have you spent hours looking through them? What is on your Christmas list this year? If you're not sure, just ask Jackson. I'm sure he'd be happy to make a list for you too.<br /><br />p.s. A note to grandparents...we'll soon be coming up with a more realistic, mama approved Christmas list. No doubt each of these toys would also require a small addition to the house. <br /><br />p.p.s. 42 days until Christmas!The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-68694228901265525192010-11-04T15:03:00.010-04:002010-11-04T15:41:05.786-04:00Bath-tized<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcXFu7z08eCgqKMVPZcXkTI_bnXDtr9E31Hi1vTA0Eo5flSWUmoM1VQ642WpUpD8rZCJZSAkvdz9L8wqe9K93rnBdAYVKKHiz_5uk8R3iE_fAQfW7naNqDXSTN9xQgNgD-2jS0uDK72Vs/s1600/PICT8025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcXFu7z08eCgqKMVPZcXkTI_bnXDtr9E31Hi1vTA0Eo5flSWUmoM1VQ642WpUpD8rZCJZSAkvdz9L8wqe9K93rnBdAYVKKHiz_5uk8R3iE_fAQfW7naNqDXSTN9xQgNgD-2jS0uDK72Vs/s400/PICT8025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535775942351302306" /></a><br />According to Will we had a "bath-tism" on Sunday. (I think Jackson <a href="http://engbers-family.blogspot.com/2009/05/bath-ties.html">said that</a> once up a time too.) Avery was her usual smiley self and looked beautiful in RoseAnn's baptism dress. It was a great service and wonderful to be surrounded by so many family members and friends. Our minister encouraged us to celebrate each of the kids baptisms to remind them that they belong to Jesus. I love the idea of this tradition and we look forward to celebrating each of the kids baptism birthdays through out the years. Happy Baptism Birthday, Avery Anne!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3VEfIeV6tdRVi4DkbxEp-kI9n1A04mdDvWUXcKyEzI47UrndU0mjDoKcFEs7qHLRp-foDECj1ineaPNX-kX7zo9MdSdqUwCnPvd4ymbHeL08P9UPUVW7Lzd-emTkW0-lyOJfx890Sx0U/s1600/PICT8036.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3VEfIeV6tdRVi4DkbxEp-kI9n1A04mdDvWUXcKyEzI47UrndU0mjDoKcFEs7qHLRp-foDECj1ineaPNX-kX7zo9MdSdqUwCnPvd4ymbHeL08P9UPUVW7Lzd-emTkW0-lyOJfx890Sx0U/s400/PICT8036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535776294574231890" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjiAacTDZJCrx6ugTqQ1tI2_4zKD85ucnYWR3xqXDYaysCLc-ayy2djha6q04b2tWa0ed0L6b9444TQtG7I09tkQzN0s1pe1GZ9jQg-kuQWFJqQyLjA7NvIrJ7uIy8bHL4trBGL_RGq64/s1600/PICT8032.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjiAacTDZJCrx6ugTqQ1tI2_4zKD85ucnYWR3xqXDYaysCLc-ayy2djha6q04b2tWa0ed0L6b9444TQtG7I09tkQzN0s1pe1GZ9jQg-kuQWFJqQyLjA7NvIrJ7uIy8bHL4trBGL_RGq64/s400/PICT8032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535776779049269730" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFbcF3prKIMUtGi2q0lA2UjfnP-0YYgsRKBl3_U-CyLXpJp5mFhM0Iq6EO-I0a4dk1Na9PI4O54Q5Eg65CHAPW-bBVycZtjtB9yWP9c-Sab_0TXK_hopw-AKkQ1_JRrg9ujgWMAbpIeJg/s1600/PICT8041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFbcF3prKIMUtGi2q0lA2UjfnP-0YYgsRKBl3_U-CyLXpJp5mFhM0Iq6EO-I0a4dk1Na9PI4O54Q5Eg65CHAPW-bBVycZtjtB9yWP9c-Sab_0TXK_hopw-AKkQ1_JRrg9ujgWMAbpIeJg/s400/PICT8041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535777140741492226" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi60tgpEQEIhnpjncFdxCc1aDW5xjtKccwGOLysabeOtZ1tlf2wKQbif7u7mju2ESEyZdiV-TX-lmPYSsbW-lJXkOlbIEegA_sUJIvtCl0e9iHirScDP6p4t9gHj_PyPPGmiTydINMPbC4/s1600/PICT8088.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi60tgpEQEIhnpjncFdxCc1aDW5xjtKccwGOLysabeOtZ1tlf2wKQbif7u7mju2ESEyZdiV-TX-lmPYSsbW-lJXkOlbIEegA_sUJIvtCl0e9iHirScDP6p4t9gHj_PyPPGmiTydINMPbC4/s400/PICT8088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535777958798067394" /></a>The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-90138081060046488662010-10-08T13:45:00.002-04:002010-10-08T16:03:25.835-04:00A boyBoy (n.): a noise with dirt on his face.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUaGiLMJO_tyMkYl8qa9KVSX32HcoXF2PetJpDoS6eKB8jXzDXg83RUiFYnd0weUi_4JghFQV5q1j2uNoCY2YtTuajj1tP3OqkEZlN5sHAuor-9Jfmo-oWIt6AQOGDL5uvTQk8AydASQA/s1600/PICT7793.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUaGiLMJO_tyMkYl8qa9KVSX32HcoXF2PetJpDoS6eKB8jXzDXg83RUiFYnd0weUi_4JghFQV5q1j2uNoCY2YtTuajj1tP3OqkEZlN5sHAuor-9Jfmo-oWIt6AQOGDL5uvTQk8AydASQA/s400/PICT7793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525768136271817762" /></a>The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-64764011023899557612010-09-16T15:18:00.004-04:002010-09-16T17:42:46.909-04:003 monthsI'm not quite sure how Avery is already 3 months old. Somehow we missed a 2 month post and we are already 3+ months. <br />Call me biased but I think she's pretty cute!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1z5tuTAijLGLdRkcBvRAgMYXEurVg_kDIeFB1-rykQDvjuW-y7pXiBhYSsCkU2m8nsQLK4HhgNUS-uRcCsP-Nw6DWBYO7TSM02PoEIMlIzekZq23PHFRoANFI1iFPDEBJg9fRq0IClyk/s1600/PICT7749.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1z5tuTAijLGLdRkcBvRAgMYXEurVg_kDIeFB1-rykQDvjuW-y7pXiBhYSsCkU2m8nsQLK4HhgNUS-uRcCsP-Nw6DWBYO7TSM02PoEIMlIzekZq23PHFRoANFI1iFPDEBJg9fRq0IClyk/s320/PICT7749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517629055490474594" /></a><br /><br />Avery,<br />You are still the most fantastic baby a mama could ever ask for. You are so happy all the time, you smile like crazy and on your 3 month "birthday" you giggled for the first time. You still love to tell stories however the little baby coos are starting to sound a bit more like screeching. You are grabbing the toys on your bouncy seat and can lift your head and tummy off the floor during tummy time. I think you are addicted to you swaddle blanket, I'm not sure what we are going to do when you are too big for it. But you've been sleeping 11 hours at night and taking 3-4 naps during the day, so bless the swaddle blanket. We had you at the doctor a week before your "birthday" and you weighed 13 pounds. Too bad we can't all double our weight in 3 months and be so cute! You still can wear your 0-3 month clothes but most of your fall wardrobe is 3-6 months. We are still working through the size 1 diapers but are ready to graduate to size 2. Fewer blowouts=less laundry for me. You are eating every 3-4 hours, usually closer to 4. My only small complaint is that you r.e.f.u.s.e to take a bottle. Choke. Spit. Gag. Wont even close your mouth. Naughty. But since that is my one and only complaint I'll keep my mouth shut. We love you so much and love to see the way that you are changing each and every day. We thank God for you and our hearts are full.<br />Love, Daddy and MommyThe Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-71359154950692157932010-09-10T09:55:00.007-04:002010-09-10T10:09:30.206-04:00The Big 1st dayWe've had quite a few milestones around here in the last couple weeks, but this one deserves a post all of its own. Jackson has now graduated from being a preschooler to being a big time, hot stuff kindergartner! He LOVES it. Here are a few pictures that highlight his first day.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUWrwIkrAdGkAdbqsfsAgAQPemn7N4Ks0RAwyFcAYXrvccNgXwrfhX_W6dspTtbzQslI9dn5In-4Ni2ZIaN3LJE6rItmTXyx4thHUwNpWtnDMP5TEWQYVPQ3CLrA2pRH3abAmqY44Ua2w/s1600/DSCF0208.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUWrwIkrAdGkAdbqsfsAgAQPemn7N4Ks0RAwyFcAYXrvccNgXwrfhX_W6dspTtbzQslI9dn5In-4Ni2ZIaN3LJE6rItmTXyx4thHUwNpWtnDMP5TEWQYVPQ3CLrA2pRH3abAmqY44Ua2w/s320/DSCF0208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515283817921705202" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHzZj0DhbpMkGXaepXssEcHfaXgKvDES-9u9owcPiyx2JnlnoEoacD8eUv3ipfLgusUXcIIJnsHRnLls8AVo62eU_mbdPQVqNoH3G8I7BsR6X_nTDKXj2DSGJ8Fty00fcRywwITg6pEs0/s1600/DSCF0209.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHzZj0DhbpMkGXaepXssEcHfaXgKvDES-9u9owcPiyx2JnlnoEoacD8eUv3ipfLgusUXcIIJnsHRnLls8AVo62eU_mbdPQVqNoH3G8I7BsR6X_nTDKXj2DSGJ8Fty00fcRywwITg6pEs0/s320/DSCF0209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515284949095821730" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyL_lGWL9_6-1rpbAL0-qUEHeA8twNOJRcbks7Dkdj7FquqQr-RP4zUA_drzj0hqt_DQT9D7YFOXbpbYufrXGAO65ePBXgiS6NzOBwLpzcCMpAwRqYJxJSQoUiEPf7JUQNUj84O3_DZCE/s1600/DSCF0211.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyL_lGWL9_6-1rpbAL0-qUEHeA8twNOJRcbks7Dkdj7FquqQr-RP4zUA_drzj0hqt_DQT9D7YFOXbpbYufrXGAO65ePBXgiS6NzOBwLpzcCMpAwRqYJxJSQoUiEPf7JUQNUj84O3_DZCE/s320/DSCF0211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515285261770309970" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimqtEoMN2ayI_qCgAkqsn0h_AM9VKLi2K-HPlNKpyUMVOCcRsHFrNXd5ENyqc79hzSjsqUkGhdnDe_MZzMSSoPlM0FcnZZ1ZBfdMTXdZ1Suul5-T_TAd1Q7Qx1MLAGfXuZF-43AUKlrEw/s1600/DSCF0212.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimqtEoMN2ayI_qCgAkqsn0h_AM9VKLi2K-HPlNKpyUMVOCcRsHFrNXd5ENyqc79hzSjsqUkGhdnDe_MZzMSSoPlM0FcnZZ1ZBfdMTXdZ1Suul5-T_TAd1Q7Qx1MLAGfXuZF-43AUKlrEw/s320/DSCF0212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515285567223429010" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuaOfVBif-DW-1bS-vUqxjzStCQQ_fG0BFfo_Wzeg7sFdMThemSvv1Cd14TxElNAbxTxslHqJOAMnHkbXUMB2WoeA0LXm4k48iwkekwEHFxWGJnlz9fkwfNV7jAg7QHkqZd1fZ-UZ1hCc/s1600/DSCF0213.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuaOfVBif-DW-1bS-vUqxjzStCQQ_fG0BFfo_Wzeg7sFdMThemSvv1Cd14TxElNAbxTxslHqJOAMnHkbXUMB2WoeA0LXm4k48iwkekwEHFxWGJnlz9fkwfNV7jAg7QHkqZd1fZ-UZ1hCc/s320/DSCF0213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515285896678638754" /></a><br /><br /><br />Some reflections on Kindergarten so far...<br />- We got to go out to the playground 3 times today!!!<br />-Chapel was my favorite part of today.<br />-I get to sit next to my new friend Harris. (I don't think he sits next to his friend Harris anymore...)<br />-But how come all the other kids get to wear junky clothes to school!!!!<br /><br />His teacher Mrs. Johnson said he is doing very well. He is social and smiling. And therefore not sitting next to Harris anymore! :) He is also a very engaged learner which is music to his teacher mama's ears.The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-5421817970544874772010-08-07T14:49:00.008-04:002010-08-07T15:17:36.326-04:00ApparentlyApparently the end of your nose is a great place to wear dirt.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1ZzedrpKLFRveKh8RQE9N8idotnYn0UlpE2Lf9xKBB_v6q8QrMAule8awHNZYTn1jah48R8MSTJ7jiG2dWZVCFftZzbzi7Sl2U-5XqAoQsIY40eYaUCAumvkIOn0gVKP4fRGeGFlqzxI/s1600/PICT6880.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1ZzedrpKLFRveKh8RQE9N8idotnYn0UlpE2Lf9xKBB_v6q8QrMAule8awHNZYTn1jah48R8MSTJ7jiG2dWZVCFftZzbzi7Sl2U-5XqAoQsIY40eYaUCAumvkIOn0gVKP4fRGeGFlqzxI/s320/PICT6880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502744491524434994" /></a><br /><br />Apparently you shouldn't ask kids to say cheese when taking their picture. You might just get what you ask for.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD3dSv1F8vxfxW3ZjhGInYKafv_gFT29qZwaTBVBMleQGlNdogiu44ofMRwSWmheB5u3HUABfHPNCMw2NfQAxjidLMQTZNnFZd6zx6amHA_rp84nwsaC_luhF1T_l3pP_szDYl2QYtIgk/s1600/PICT6768.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD3dSv1F8vxfxW3ZjhGInYKafv_gFT29qZwaTBVBMleQGlNdogiu44ofMRwSWmheB5u3HUABfHPNCMw2NfQAxjidLMQTZNnFZd6zx6amHA_rp84nwsaC_luhF1T_l3pP_szDYl2QYtIgk/s320/PICT6768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502745061739241810" /></a><br /><br />Apparently Silly Bands are so cool even babies need to wear them<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglj03rKwAtI4ikQlElSagauw4C0uojCLD4dTfMiNNfSXVvl_ntSWJTqWK71MhMTbtTHrtTDeRdpuz1nOdgH9K1ShyphenhyphenQqlSQ9fzI9BrVnjsKiZoltlGBbP5QYyJbgg2n96wn9aeCJDObIGc/s1600/PICT6872.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglj03rKwAtI4ikQlElSagauw4C0uojCLD4dTfMiNNfSXVvl_ntSWJTqWK71MhMTbtTHrtTDeRdpuz1nOdgH9K1ShyphenhyphenQqlSQ9fzI9BrVnjsKiZoltlGBbP5QYyJbgg2n96wn9aeCJDObIGc/s320/PICT6872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502747820680653842" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRhP2uvDM6GLorqwaBTEd6XybJK0wp1cQzt088lT1JYMVwLHXJ1VgqZaP23UpDk65PjG-1EF_NxrMXuyn6udBE-BdnIw0DQUt9NuBoPK-VGBnloMfcgISvnffeEE0eh565KONenhYMy18/s1600/PICT6868.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRhP2uvDM6GLorqwaBTEd6XybJK0wp1cQzt088lT1JYMVwLHXJ1VgqZaP23UpDk65PjG-1EF_NxrMXuyn6udBE-BdnIw0DQUt9NuBoPK-VGBnloMfcgISvnffeEE0eh565KONenhYMy18/s320/PICT6868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502748239955301106" /></a>The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-91534420713930221312010-07-21T22:15:00.008-04:002010-07-21T22:32:02.285-04:00Look-a-like contestWhat is your vote? <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinw0i2Phif8GOvLnT9VusZonvNfRKE78ay5ycgr9X9dC0jNR6EkJeTJzp7rOp6B_R1dWiH2sfpEd6YKNALOFN9VRov4i_sP24zI5_cyQ84MRBw-QPqj9WlICNHFo2tyBjk0pAale6iVJs/s1600/PICT6736.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinw0i2Phif8GOvLnT9VusZonvNfRKE78ay5ycgr9X9dC0jNR6EkJeTJzp7rOp6B_R1dWiH2sfpEd6YKNALOFN9VRov4i_sP24zI5_cyQ84MRBw-QPqj9WlICNHFo2tyBjk0pAale6iVJs/s320/PICT6736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496550584081035682" /></a><br />Does she look like brother number one...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoQaugdDmipEFBTx_kg3H69ZaLnUn1F79lWMpKUrp9yehwF7-jQTfCD0b93nveD8yWjvVx2E49Z6PVZYUGsV3caf5IHBsluFK24A97eN7NqkXYRVD6xjv6zApulPELHwr1tb2MsG5n_Do/s1600/061_61.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoQaugdDmipEFBTx_kg3H69ZaLnUn1F79lWMpKUrp9yehwF7-jQTfCD0b93nveD8yWjvVx2E49Z6PVZYUGsV3caf5IHBsluFK24A97eN7NqkXYRVD6xjv6zApulPELHwr1tb2MsG5n_Do/s320/061_61.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496549218684589394" /></a><br />Or brother number two...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFg9milRG1zWhoymgon2YNq8n1zv84VtZHFhqrEHPByPA3iDhsjH7JpEL22y2ZRS9wUD-4qS75eOvXjEx6-wu1KFP1NJ_1V3OVqOy_2xZ8b8BukKIlwPZye_6nIy14SygEXUI1zWzuZmw/s1600/PICT0252.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFg9milRG1zWhoymgon2YNq8n1zv84VtZHFhqrEHPByPA3iDhsjH7JpEL22y2ZRS9wUD-4qS75eOvXjEx6-wu1KFP1NJ_1V3OVqOy_2xZ8b8BukKIlwPZye_6nIy14SygEXUI1zWzuZmw/s320/PICT0252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496551622945597522" /></a>The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-70901618337432901472010-07-12T15:08:00.006-04:002010-07-12T15:36:27.821-04:001 month<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4LQqbcK3bz7xjVhug1W7R4HEs_DMA2ryfFL8EPRqDwQtG_rCbfAqe2_nUBNEJqP8rmPqY7QhDOIldezTfkT3wSWQGv5ClWYs-8x3peeah1B6Ng7iiXwAJgjbNXHXZ3aVN3xPflrW7vE/s1600/PICT6714.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4LQqbcK3bz7xjVhug1W7R4HEs_DMA2ryfFL8EPRqDwQtG_rCbfAqe2_nUBNEJqP8rmPqY7QhDOIldezTfkT3wSWQGv5ClWYs-8x3peeah1B6Ng7iiXwAJgjbNXHXZ3aVN3xPflrW7vE/s320/PICT6714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493104077102303970" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo3YUZB46OgnnCVoXUWSLuWf00JmC9vpPYIsDcY4PjgpJEppQuG5QN5Q7JbmpMCE36Q1pUalJeyF72yJ6h13QO1rb3qp2aafYGGCSVkQi-m51c0IxbDNSF3-iydNM0lCe40AWfA6T2nEk/s1600/PICT6693.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo3YUZB46OgnnCVoXUWSLuWf00JmC9vpPYIsDcY4PjgpJEppQuG5QN5Q7JbmpMCE36Q1pUalJeyF72yJ6h13QO1rb3qp2aafYGGCSVkQi-m51c0IxbDNSF3-iydNM0lCe40AWfA6T2nEk/s320/PICT6693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493103485496385314" /></a><br />Avery Anne,<br />You've had a busy first month of life. You've had lots of people come to love on you, had your belly button cauterized twice, you sported your first bathing suit (see picture #2 above), I'm quite sure you've gained almost 4 pounds (mostly cheeks and chins), been to the beach (at less than 2 weeks old), been on vacation to Duck Lake (at 3 weeks old), and gone to Arcadia for the 4th of July (at almost 4 weeks old), and just last night you slept for 7 hours in a row! What a lovely surprise for me. :) <br /><br />I'm guessing that you weigh close to 10 pounds, you can still wear newborn clothes but now fit in the 0-3 month outfits too. You wear a size 1 diaper, and still sleep for much of the day. You are often awake in the morning and again in the evening, but the afternoon you reserve for snoozing. You go to bed around 10pm and I usually feed you between 2 and 3am and then again between 5 and 6am. You've started giving us your first smiles which we LOVE. You have beautiful blue eyes and haven't really lost much of your hair. We are working on developing a love (tolerance is maybe a better word) for the car seat but are glad that you take a paci. Your brothers love to hold you and they often laugh at the silly faces you make. Jackson likes to help you out by covering you up and giving you your paci when you spit it out. Will has been renamed "Captain Obvious"..."Mom, she's crying", "Mom, she spit her paci out", "Mom, she just pooped". <br /><br />We are more in love with you every day little girl and we are so glad you are part of our family!<br /><br />p.s You might not know it yet, but you have the best big brothers in the world.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmMiKQ_YZpTsWxCf34asTjZ5oKofQ2esETzlDORdz60rEAC4ojEIzqQY5Fccg-8eSQkjno0IZcLXl9zUQvXh8LNjnTxS1loDTY2pQFW04XT6EwrBkwDGUd6ZTHhbt1PhPGNjDfHp9RzbQ/s1600/PICT6668.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmMiKQ_YZpTsWxCf34asTjZ5oKofQ2esETzlDORdz60rEAC4ojEIzqQY5Fccg-8eSQkjno0IZcLXl9zUQvXh8LNjnTxS1loDTY2pQFW04XT6EwrBkwDGUd6ZTHhbt1PhPGNjDfHp9RzbQ/s320/PICT6668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493104839717625586" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhM07hsbAlsuCphzGWEMi9kC1yNRbF2peJNjqpAEKUNqmL65O9qY0eI7Ik329_j7vyfMgDwt5ze9mclRKOhJYh4YdnHWLkzTAGLYWEIpXVZbCII69tA4gdSNZbx-soEP7ygxDwIyjHTDs/s1600/PICT6715.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhM07hsbAlsuCphzGWEMi9kC1yNRbF2peJNjqpAEKUNqmL65O9qY0eI7Ik329_j7vyfMgDwt5ze9mclRKOhJYh4YdnHWLkzTAGLYWEIpXVZbCII69tA4gdSNZbx-soEP7ygxDwIyjHTDs/s320/PICT6715.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493105396919909154" /></a>The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-20314985296955107422010-07-12T14:19:00.005-04:002010-07-12T14:37:28.140-04:00The proofs are in!Oh how I wouldn't love to stop the hands of time. It is hard to believe that it is the middle of July already. I'm not sure where the days go, but somehow summer is half over and my baby is already 5 weeks old. I'm quite sure we were just in the hospital! <br /><br />We had a newborn picture session done with Avery when she was 2 weeks old. The proofs are hot of the press so head to <a href="http://www.photosbykaity.com">Photos by Kaity </a> and check them out. (Go to Client Proofs, our password is avery). I especially love the pictures of all three kids together. These make my heart swell just a little. And my word has the girl gotten bigger since these were taken. Like I said, I'd love to stop the hands of time. <br /> <br />Soon to come, some pictures of the big brothers (no, I haven't forgotten about them) and pictures of the the chunky cheeks we have acquired in the last couple weeks.The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-72675359773453093282010-06-22T18:04:00.007-04:002010-06-22T18:27:43.646-04:00A day in the life of a two week oldOur sweet princess has had a busy two weeks. She spends most of her day sleeping. I think the record for being awake (in one stretch) is about an hour. She is also growing like a weed. She is now weighing in a whopping 7 pounds, 4 ounces! This is the girl everyone was so worried about because she was busy loosing weight when she should have been gaining. She is up a full pound in one week. Good work, girl! We are loving on her every minute we get and feel so blessed. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8azcKHyDRzsMsUhNImRWNKhVgeRNpe2iaxyeCQMUf2Tx-mJ_5xG8_3V-f9ux5AsDA012OYIgAj5-EZQR1DH6y_Dl0ueOALZ5gHyl5rai18reJNTzo3IHlrx9vV7lZfjm1nuXAYBbITgk/s1600/PICT6545.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8azcKHyDRzsMsUhNImRWNKhVgeRNpe2iaxyeCQMUf2Tx-mJ_5xG8_3V-f9ux5AsDA012OYIgAj5-EZQR1DH6y_Dl0ueOALZ5gHyl5rai18reJNTzo3IHlrx9vV7lZfjm1nuXAYBbITgk/s320/PICT6545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485727239112790178" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggmkAEYk0h5eWyIHw_cy2W7yqvmMwE-BUZxLtaGn752c8ML-cAQ2MYVhWRcbzSImNj34fry8yLSQExRrmP801E0tDakoRGnrtu345fMHUU8eK211zjsy25bUmliyGj-eyAZ7X0kHshl-Q/s1600/PICT6555.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggmkAEYk0h5eWyIHw_cy2W7yqvmMwE-BUZxLtaGn752c8ML-cAQ2MYVhWRcbzSImNj34fry8yLSQExRrmP801E0tDakoRGnrtu345fMHUU8eK211zjsy25bUmliyGj-eyAZ7X0kHshl-Q/s320/PICT6555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485726798071028930" /></a><br /><br />A big brother update. Jackson is totally smitten with her. He loves to hold her and to give her kisses. He has transitioned into the role of big brother times two quite easily.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJowfWR4nqi-h7f7aZdOW-JkcwQsDo33nauyFXHD6Cs3NNahZcGEFOMi6MACejYfL6EB__Zrxxnnhq7NOhIURxdImL61cc3vR79xjKiDvJlAqnSPIdPzy8IW-Sg5AV3NEcgFS-xV5R9yA/s1600/IMG_2776.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJowfWR4nqi-h7f7aZdOW-JkcwQsDo33nauyFXHD6Cs3NNahZcGEFOMi6MACejYfL6EB__Zrxxnnhq7NOhIURxdImL61cc3vR79xjKiDvJlAqnSPIdPzy8IW-Sg5AV3NEcgFS-xV5R9yA/s320/IMG_2776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485726136403698482" /></a><br /><br />Then there is William. While he loves "sissy", he's a bit put out at the same time. He too loves to hold her but he's had his fair share of tears as well. He likes to play house and wants Avery to be the big brother and he wants to be the baby. He still calls her Sissy because most of the time he can't remember her name. I even heard in the middle of prayer, "Thank you God for Mommy, Daddy, Jackson, Me, Fudger and...Mama, what do we call her again?...oh yeah, thank you for Avery Anne Engbers. Amen."<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTnh4GO7IT4Zt4cj9-7B7sPddqy99sj-uJmhSg2lql3ruw3Yu8KNV-4p7SnD65h1hUc9JiT5wmAxHQXp5NWdemeHHpTKDajc2QIZEH6zlOJXGG-D39sQprZm1HPpYh38oryocAQZ-sK3U/s1600/PICT6522.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTnh4GO7IT4Zt4cj9-7B7sPddqy99sj-uJmhSg2lql3ruw3Yu8KNV-4p7SnD65h1hUc9JiT5wmAxHQXp5NWdemeHHpTKDajc2QIZEH6zlOJXGG-D39sQprZm1HPpYh38oryocAQZ-sK3U/s320/PICT6522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485725382175200770" /></a>The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-2951096630644799622010-06-16T10:39:00.007-04:002010-06-22T17:48:10.531-04:00Avery AnneIntroducing...(a tad on the late side, but so it goes with a newborn...)<br /><br />Avery Anne Engbers<br />June 7, 2010<br />6 pounds, 12 ounces<br />20 inches <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGbRN3VnEKLnQG91Jqfj8pe3od96uteopPXNGVjrDnbPXpSOwucc_tfqNln4nSY_6Noo0BVMpykPT1EvmdkD_m89vyCVbn3jQhsSGQuzq4TwuBcXFsYjUSs2i4dyJB0TiQ8njur-Hvh5I/s1600/PICT6305.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGbRN3VnEKLnQG91Jqfj8pe3od96uteopPXNGVjrDnbPXpSOwucc_tfqNln4nSY_6Noo0BVMpykPT1EvmdkD_m89vyCVbn3jQhsSGQuzq4TwuBcXFsYjUSs2i4dyJB0TiQ8njur-Hvh5I/s320/PICT6305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485717369474920786" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJx8yPY6P3DlXXXo90_vNS4RweVBH5NIs3aIHeXYj8bqWV_sK5PLzawL1j_o8_WJJzQJfDw1UPCUENW1mXEKwcjYVclE3c9gGKD-bVf-gE2an7Ucx-WVDEnACCMKlOPJHi5eufSxDyOWc/s1600/IMG_2744.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJx8yPY6P3DlXXXo90_vNS4RweVBH5NIs3aIHeXYj8bqWV_sK5PLzawL1j_o8_WJJzQJfDw1UPCUENW1mXEKwcjYVclE3c9gGKD-bVf-gE2an7Ucx-WVDEnACCMKlOPJHi5eufSxDyOWc/s320/IMG_2744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485714952741252466" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVn_HFjKAxQp87SFrCfpG4bc4wMfw02LzJlJ2nR5xFP2q_TLxJdAQ7YK0JuWdqSt7KZC6DSCMubDIksiZFOugez0FQmqGJdhk2j4qhBlXN5ve1bSJVHang3buUn6B-sgWyj8yjPDqFmQs/s1600/IMG_2701.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVn_HFjKAxQp87SFrCfpG4bc4wMfw02LzJlJ2nR5xFP2q_TLxJdAQ7YK0JuWdqSt7KZC6DSCMubDIksiZFOugez0FQmqGJdhk2j4qhBlXN5ve1bSJVHang3buUn6B-sgWyj8yjPDqFmQs/s320/IMG_2701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485715666660054098" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6_zHSnjoJ1E7a0Ut0vqDhl24_lj3ImK8dh6Pa3RG8t-br4uD6MQ3Tw6FzsdAD9QGcMudQXeG_R_897jSTT1CBwjWK3axLiktV1ZK_ykU9D1oCVMhHQVcle9mLQbY-vYXu58gHpkMUnUc/s1600/IMG_2647.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6_zHSnjoJ1E7a0Ut0vqDhl24_lj3ImK8dh6Pa3RG8t-br4uD6MQ3Tw6FzsdAD9QGcMudQXeG_R_897jSTT1CBwjWK3axLiktV1ZK_ykU9D1oCVMhHQVcle9mLQbY-vYXu58gHpkMUnUc/s320/IMG_2647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485716946004596754" /></a><br /><br />God has truly blessed us and we are filled with joy!The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-37192334208123496512010-06-04T21:14:00.003-04:002010-06-04T21:38:57.293-04:00Fearfully and wonderfully madeWhile I am more than excited to meet our littlest one, my heart is heavy for my friend Katie and her family. They received news at their 20 week ultrasound that their baby Gabe is very sick. You can visit Katie's Blog to read more about their story <a href="http://www.k2andkids.blogspot.com">here</a>. I know they covet our prayers. I believe in the God of miracles and want to ask you to please join me in lifting their family up in prayer. <br /><br />Katie, Kevin, Gavin, Anne Hope and Gibson, you have our prayers and our love. May you feel yourselves in the grip of God's mighty hands.<br /><br />"For you created my inmost being; <br />you knit me together in my mother's womb.<br />I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;<br />Your works are wonderful,<br />I know that full well.<br />My frame was not hidden from you<br />when I was made in the secret place. <br />When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,<br />your eyes saw my unformed body.<br />All the days ordained for me were written in your book<br />before one of them came to be."<br /><br />Psalm 139:13-16The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-58068895847493890982010-05-16T17:23:00.003-04:002010-05-16T17:27:20.830-04:00Family pictureThis is quite possibly my favorite family picture ever! Thank you Jackson.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie7uMW453b7LrDg-nCGpzD9N9XdgGKUl5NPam34iYD5XiHnBWOFzRzNHdjexCWom4Fu0GlqqQjb3m3dGmPmJtZdYhyphenhyphenO8STtrvnKXP4I-euUTJrjBJAA-JcQy7tlTkaCMDupT_ydKV-_9I/s1600/sc028f9275.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie7uMW453b7LrDg-nCGpzD9N9XdgGKUl5NPam34iYD5XiHnBWOFzRzNHdjexCWom4Fu0GlqqQjb3m3dGmPmJtZdYhyphenhyphenO8STtrvnKXP4I-euUTJrjBJAA-JcQy7tlTkaCMDupT_ydKV-_9I/s400/sc028f9275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471982215837660162" /></a>The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-67928545703647889802010-05-11T09:21:00.007-04:002010-05-11T12:00:28.215-04:00Taking time to smell the tulipsLate last week, all three boys dressed in their finest dutch apparel and we headed downtown Holland to Tulip Time. They all looked stunning! (Me and my big belly were glad to not have to try and fit into anything but a stretchy pannel.) RoseAnn made each of the boys' costumes and the town of Holland was definitely impressed with her handiwork. My handsome boys (all three of them) made the tulips look all the better!<br /><br /><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4d5459324f5455314d6a493d0d0a&blogview=true&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox collage: Tulip Time" src="http://www.smilebox.com/snap/4d5459324f5455314d6a493d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/></a></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own collage - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/></a></td></tr><tr><td align="center">A <a href="http://www.smilebox.com/collage/" target="_blank">free picture collage</a> by Smilebox</td></tr></table><br /><br />The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-90464707082260498682010-05-10T20:17:00.003-04:002010-05-10T20:53:06.284-04:00Five and Fabulous!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiznAtc4fhVnOk4Af4nJrOMcWnwZHVWIhczXa9edMP07cdD6ubWbu8KnrXmmdcUtrDDPZYf4xFRMXv9zIDww7rs3L3xm2EZkBBrAidGuTixCT7gpES8ojrBHSdTrWeBLQk6niR384K5BWU/s1600/020_20.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiznAtc4fhVnOk4Af4nJrOMcWnwZHVWIhczXa9edMP07cdD6ubWbu8KnrXmmdcUtrDDPZYf4xFRMXv9zIDww7rs3L3xm2EZkBBrAidGuTixCT7gpES8ojrBHSdTrWeBLQk6niR384K5BWU/s320/020_20.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469800852258952690" /></a><br /><br />I have been telling Jackson for weeks that he's not allowed to have a birthday because there is NO WAY we can have a 5 year old at our house. Really, where does the time go? I can hardly believe the boy is five.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0qp00MLwKLmypEKZMh7qgGhte3FNc-Pw5TNq71g4btW26d16zcPO51Tt6vWvEx-KCBdJp23nmsK6Zskg1Znzxg9vwr-zJbsCmYPvL7T_-Nyv9gOeJYtZZVim11NSy5ZpljQUYORLFogA/s1600/PICT5934.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0qp00MLwKLmypEKZMh7qgGhte3FNc-Pw5TNq71g4btW26d16zcPO51Tt6vWvEx-KCBdJp23nmsK6Zskg1Znzxg9vwr-zJbsCmYPvL7T_-Nyv9gOeJYtZZVim11NSy5ZpljQUYORLFogA/s320/PICT5934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469801596725121490" /></a><br /><br />Dear Jackson,<br /><br />What a spirited child you are. You are full of energy, always full of ideas, creative, and playful. You have a vivid imagination and you have an energy that is contagious. You are a determined fella. You are often frustrated to be only 5 and not a bit older so that you can make more of the family decisions! :) You can also be so incredibly sweet. You like to tell me I'm beautiful (which I obviously love), you have a tender heart for young children, and you love our time to snuggle at the end of the day. <br /><br />Your current favorites are riding bikes (and you LOVE your new big bike) and playing GeoTrax. You also like to color and love to read books. We are reading Charlotte's Web, your first chapter book and you have really gotten into it. You are starting to read some words on your own and I don't think it will be long before you start reading all on your own. Your teachers say you are doing so well in Spanish Emergency and you are more than ready for kindergarten.<br /><br />Jackson, Daddy and I love you so much. We are proud of you and know that God has great plans for your life. We are excited to help you grow into the plans He has in store for you. We pray for you each day and we are so glad you are part of our family. Happy 5th Birthday!<br /><br />Hugs and kisses, <br />Mom and DadThe Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828690876624054342.post-26077079644516379872010-04-24T21:09:00.003-04:002010-04-24T21:15:41.847-04:00Fresh Flowers......hand picked with love!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGBpNaFbJgTiw-RTkXP_3Ctq2yJGm-LCaBWBRaflEnOyQTcLuNlHqmcsrADpIcMoTgpDfU4w6G-NbZulZGGZLUDcD3HrYwkoo1qjrOVUoIeCsYNI6MkX-uLFV3KoYW7H8w50vLc-Y_pvE/s1600/PICT5875.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGBpNaFbJgTiw-RTkXP_3Ctq2yJGm-LCaBWBRaflEnOyQTcLuNlHqmcsrADpIcMoTgpDfU4w6G-NbZulZGGZLUDcD3HrYwkoo1qjrOVUoIeCsYNI6MkX-uLFV3KoYW7H8w50vLc-Y_pvE/s320/PICT5875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463876611476036978" /></a><br /><br />(p.s. These are tulips according to a certain 3 year old.)The Engbers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06560631043586990444noreply@blogger.com1